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I
have
often
sung
to
drown
my
sorrow,
but
seldom
to
express
my
happiness.
Crying
for
joy,
and
singing
for
joy,
were
alike
uncommon
to
me
while
in
the
jaws
of
slavery.
The
singing
of
a
man
cast
away
upon
a
desolate
island
might
be
as
appropriately
considered
as
evidence
of
contentment
and
happiness,
as
the
singing
of
a
slave;
the
songs
of
the
one
and
of
the
other
are
prompted
by
the
same
emotion.
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