A NEGRO SONG, FROM MR. PARK’S TRAVELS.

I.

The loud wind roar’d, the rain fell fast;

The White Man yielded to the blast:

He sat him down, beneath our tree;

For weary, sad, and faint was he;

And ah, no wife, or mother’s care,

For him, the milk or corn prepare:

CHORUS.

The White Man, shall our pity share;

Alas, no wife or mother’s care,

For him, the milk or corn prepare.

II.

The storm is o’er; the tempest past;

And Mercy’s voice has hush’d the blast.

The wind is heard in whispers low;

The White Man, far away must go;—

But ever in his heart will bear

Remembrance of the Negro’s care.

CHORUS.

Go, White Man, go;—but with thee bear

The Negro’s wish, the Negro’s prayer;

Remembrance of the Negro’s care.

Song from M^r. Park’s Travels The Words by the Dutchess of Devonshire. The Music by G. G. Ferrari.