Being bought for slaves on a foreign shore.

"But oh! 't was enough the tears to bring,

To see that innocent, frightened thing,

Looking, half hopeful, from face to face,

As if she thought, in that wicked place,

There might be one who would take her part!

She looked at me, and it stung my heart.

But I, with a hard, disdainful air,

Turned from her as one who did not care,

I heard her sighing: she did not know

That her gentle look had hurt me so!

"That night they set me the watch to keep;

And when the others were all asleep,

And I had been moving to and fro,

With branches keeping the fire aglow,

I crept along to the woman's side,—

She sat apart, and her arms were tied,—

And said,—'t was only a whispered word;

We both were lost if the others heard,—

'If you will trust me and with me come,

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