Yea though I walke through the valley of the shadowe of death, I will feare no euill: for thou art with me, thy rod and thy staffe, they comfort me.
[They] lay covered by the underwood, and behind rocks and roots of trees, waiting in silent ambush for their pursuers, of whose approach they had always information from their out-scouts.
For one private performance only, however, we changed our onstage response to Adam's half-dressed state: “It's Schrödinger's costume change!” I said.
“Mama's Baby, Papa's Maybe” is how the black feminist critic Hortense Spillers describes the reproductive burdens of black women, and her words certainly seem to apply to Sally Hemings's experience.
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