Map: LIBYA Secundum PTOLOMÆUM, A.C. 130
EDRISI’S AFRICA 1154
EDRISI’S AFRICA 1154
Catalan Map of the World, 1375.
Catalan Map of the World, 1375.
Map: D’ANVILLE. 1749
Map: J. RENNELL. 1798
FOOTNOTES:[1]Barth’s Travels, vols. ii. and iv., Appendices V. and IX.[2]Barth’s Travels, vol. iv. p. 415.[3]Barth’s Travels, vol. iv., Appendix IX., p. 624.[4]A Geographical and Commercial View of Northern and Central Africa.[5]The following is the Duchess of Devonshire’s version of the above incident:—“The loud wind roared, the rain fell fast,The white man yielded to the blast;He sat him down beneath a tree,For weary, sad, and faint was he,And ah, no wife, no mother’s careFor him the milk or corn prepare.Chorus.The white man shall our pity share;Alas, no wife or mother’s careFor him the milk or corn prepare.The storm is o’er, the tempest past,And mercy’s voice has hushed the blast,The wind is heard in whispers low,The white man far away must go,But ever in his heart must bearRemembrance of the negro’s care.Chorus.Go, white man, go—but with thee bearThe negro’s wish, the negro’s prayer,Remembrance of the negro’s care.”
[1]Barth’s Travels, vols. ii. and iv., Appendices V. and IX.
[1]Barth’s Travels, vols. ii. and iv., Appendices V. and IX.
[2]Barth’s Travels, vol. iv. p. 415.
[2]Barth’s Travels, vol. iv. p. 415.
[3]Barth’s Travels, vol. iv., Appendix IX., p. 624.
[3]Barth’s Travels, vol. iv., Appendix IX., p. 624.
[4]A Geographical and Commercial View of Northern and Central Africa.
[4]A Geographical and Commercial View of Northern and Central Africa.
[5]The following is the Duchess of Devonshire’s version of the above incident:—“The loud wind roared, the rain fell fast,The white man yielded to the blast;He sat him down beneath a tree,For weary, sad, and faint was he,And ah, no wife, no mother’s careFor him the milk or corn prepare.Chorus.The white man shall our pity share;Alas, no wife or mother’s careFor him the milk or corn prepare.The storm is o’er, the tempest past,And mercy’s voice has hushed the blast,The wind is heard in whispers low,The white man far away must go,But ever in his heart must bearRemembrance of the negro’s care.Chorus.Go, white man, go—but with thee bearThe negro’s wish, the negro’s prayer,Remembrance of the negro’s care.”
[5]The following is the Duchess of Devonshire’s version of the above incident:—
“The loud wind roared, the rain fell fast,The white man yielded to the blast;He sat him down beneath a tree,For weary, sad, and faint was he,And ah, no wife, no mother’s careFor him the milk or corn prepare.Chorus.The white man shall our pity share;Alas, no wife or mother’s careFor him the milk or corn prepare.The storm is o’er, the tempest past,And mercy’s voice has hushed the blast,The wind is heard in whispers low,The white man far away must go,But ever in his heart must bearRemembrance of the negro’s care.Chorus.Go, white man, go—but with thee bearThe negro’s wish, the negro’s prayer,Remembrance of the negro’s care.”
“The loud wind roared, the rain fell fast,The white man yielded to the blast;He sat him down beneath a tree,For weary, sad, and faint was he,And ah, no wife, no mother’s careFor him the milk or corn prepare.Chorus.The white man shall our pity share;Alas, no wife or mother’s careFor him the milk or corn prepare.The storm is o’er, the tempest past,And mercy’s voice has hushed the blast,The wind is heard in whispers low,The white man far away must go,But ever in his heart must bearRemembrance of the negro’s care.Chorus.Go, white man, go—but with thee bearThe negro’s wish, the negro’s prayer,Remembrance of the negro’s care.”
“The loud wind roared, the rain fell fast,The white man yielded to the blast;He sat him down beneath a tree,For weary, sad, and faint was he,And ah, no wife, no mother’s careFor him the milk or corn prepare.
“The loud wind roared, the rain fell fast,
The white man yielded to the blast;
He sat him down beneath a tree,
For weary, sad, and faint was he,
And ah, no wife, no mother’s care
For him the milk or corn prepare.
The white man shall our pity share;Alas, no wife or mother’s careFor him the milk or corn prepare.
The white man shall our pity share;
Alas, no wife or mother’s care
For him the milk or corn prepare.
The storm is o’er, the tempest past,And mercy’s voice has hushed the blast,The wind is heard in whispers low,The white man far away must go,But ever in his heart must bearRemembrance of the negro’s care.
The storm is o’er, the tempest past,
And mercy’s voice has hushed the blast,
The wind is heard in whispers low,
The white man far away must go,
But ever in his heart must bear
Remembrance of the negro’s care.
Go, white man, go—but with thee bearThe negro’s wish, the negro’s prayer,Remembrance of the negro’s care.”
Go, white man, go—but with thee bear
The negro’s wish, the negro’s prayer,
Remembrance of the negro’s care.”
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