THE WORDS BY THE DUTCHESS OF DEVONSHIRE.
THE MUSIC BY G.G. FERRARI.
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.]