Queen and Negress chaste and fair!
Christophe now is laid asleep
Seated in a British Chair
State in humbler manner keep
Shine for Clarkson’s pure delight
Negro Princess, ebon bright!
Lay thy Diadem apart
Pomp has been a sad Deceiver
Through thy Champion’s faithful heart
Joy be poured, and thou the Giver
Thou that mak’st a day of night
Sable Princess, ebon bright!
Let not “Wilby’s” holy shade
Interpose at Envy’s call,
Hayti’s shining Queen was made
To illumine Playford Hall
Bless it then with constant light
Negress excellently bright!