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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=455724" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Negro Girl</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dark was the dawn, and o'er the deep<br>The boist'rous whirlwinds blew;<br>The Sea-bird wheel'd its circling sweep,<br>And all was drear to view--<br>When on the beach that binds the western shore<br>The love-lorn ZELMA stood, list'ning the tempest's roar.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>II. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her eager Eyes beheld the main,<br>While on her DRACO dear<br>She madly call'd, but call'd in vain,<br>No sound could DRACO hear,<br>Save the shrill yelling of the fateful blast,<br>While ev'ry Seaman's heart, quick shudder'd as it past.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>III. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">White were the billows, wide display'd<br>The clouds were black and low;<br>The Bittern shriek'd, a gliding shade<br>Seem'd o'er the waves to go !<br>The livid flash illum'd the clam'rous main,<br>While ZELMA pour'd, unmark'd, her melancholy strain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>IV. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Be still!" she cried, "loud tempest cease!<br>"O ! spare the gallant souls:<br>"The thunder rolls--the winds increase--<br>"The Sea, like mountains, rolls!<br>"While, from the deck, the storm worn victims leap,<br>"And o'er their struggling limbs, the furious billows sweep.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>V. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"O! barb'rous Pow'r! relentless Fate!<br>"Does Heav'n's high will decree<br>"That some should sleep on beds of state,--<br>"Some, in the roaring Sea ?<br>"Some, nurs'd in splendour, deal Oppression's blow,<br>"While worth and DRACO pine--in Slavery and woe!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>VI. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Yon Vessel oft has plough'd the main<br>"With human traffic fraught;<br>"Its cargo,--our dark Sons of pain--<br>"For worldly treasure bought !<br>"What had they done?--O Nature tell me why--<br>"Is taunting scorn the lot, of thy dark progeny?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>VII. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Thou gav'st, in thy caprice, the Soul<br>"Peculiarly enshrin'd;<br>"Nor from the ebon Casket stole<br>"The Jewel of the mind!<br>"Then wherefore let the suff'ring Negro's breast<br>"Bow to his fellow, MAN, in brighter colours drest.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>VIII.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Is it the dim and glossy hue<br>"That marks him for despair?--<br>"While men with blood their hands embrue,<br>"And mock the wretch's pray'r?<br>"Shall guiltless Slaves the Scourge of tyrants feel,<br>"And, e'en before their GOD ! unheard, unpitied kneel.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>IX. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Could the proud rulers of the land<br>"Our Sable race behold;<br>"Some bow'd by torture's Giant hand<br>"And others, basely sold !<br>"Then would they pity Slaves, and cry, with shame,<br>"Whate'er their TINTS may be, their SOULS are still the same!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>X. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Why seek to mock the Ethiop's face?<br>"Why goad our hapless kind?<br>"Can features alienate the race--<br>"Is there no kindred mind?<br>"Does not the cheek which vaunts the roseate hue<br>"Oft blush for crimes, that Ethiops never knew?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>XI. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Behold ! the angry waves conspire<br>"To check the barb'rous toil!<br>"While wounded Nature's vengeful ire--<br>"Roars, round this trembling Isle!<br>"And hark ! her voice re-echoes in the wind--<br>"Man was not form'd by Heav'n, to trample on his kind!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>XII. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Torn from my Mother's aching breast,<br>"My Tyrant sought my love--<br>"But, in the Grave shall ZELMA rest,<br>"E'er she will faithless prove--<br>"No DRACO!--Thy companion I will be<br>"To that celestial realm, where Negros shall be free!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>XIII. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"The Tyrant WHITE MAN taught my mind--<br>"The letter'd page to trace;--<br>"He taught me in the Soul to find<br>"No tint, as in the face:<br>"He bade my Reason, blossom like the tree--<br>"But fond affection gave, the ripen'd fruits to thee.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>XIV. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"With jealous rage he mark'd my love<br>"He sent thee far away;--<br>"And prison'd in the plantain grove--<br>"Poor ZELMA pass'd the day--<br>"But ere the moon rose high above the main,<br>"ZELMA, and Love contriv'd, to break the Tyrant's chain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>XV. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Swift, o'er the plain of burning Sand<br>"My course I bent to thee;<br>"And soon I reach'd the billowy strand<br>"Which bounds the stormy Sea.--<br>"DRACO! my Love! Oh yet, thy ZELMA'S soul<br>"Springs ardently to thee,--impatient of controul.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>XVI. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Again the lightning flashes white--<br>"The rattling cords among!<br>"Now, by the transient vivid light,<br>"I mark the frantic throng!<br>"Now up the tatter'd shrouds my DRACO flies--<br>While o'er the plunging prow, the curling billows rise.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>XVII. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"The topmast falls--three shackled slaves--<br>"Cling to the Vessel's side!<br>"Now lost amid the madd'ning waves--<br>"Now on the mast they ride--<br>"See ! on the forecastle my DRACO stands<br>"And now he waves his chain, now clasps his bleeding hands.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>XVIII. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Why, cruel WHITE-MAN! when away<br>"My sable Love was torn,<br>"Why did you let poor ZELMA stay,<br>On Afric's sands to mourn?<br>"No ! ZELMA is not left, for she will prove<br>"In the deep troubled main, her fond--her faithful LOVE."</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>XIX. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The lab'ring Ship was now a wreck,<br>The shrouds were flutt'ring wide!<br>The rudder gone, the lofty deck<br>Was rock'd from side to side--<br>Poor ZELMA'S eyes now dropp'd their last big tear,<br>While, from her tawny cheek, the blood recoil'd with fear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>XX. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now frantic, on the sands she roam'd,<br>Now shrieking stop'd to view<br>Where high the liquid mountains foam'd,<br>Around the exhausted crew--<br>'Till, from the deck, her DRACO'S well known form<br>Sprung mid the yawning waves, and buffetted the Storm.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>XXI. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Long, on the swelling surge sustain'd<br>Brave DRACO sought the shore,<br>Watch'd the dark Maid, but ne'er complain'd,<br>Then sunk, to gaze no more!<br>Poor ZELMA saw him buried by the wave--<br>And, with her heart's true Love, plung'd in a wat'ry grave.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Mary+Darby+Robinson">Mary Darby Robinson</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=455724" data-title="The Negro Girl de Mary Darby Robinson" data-description="I. Dark was the dawn, and o'er the deep The boist'rous whirlwinds blew; The Sea-bird wheel'd its circling sweep, And all was drear to view-- When on the beach that binds the western shore The love-lorn ZELMA stood, list'ning the tempest's roar. ..."></div> </div> </div>
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