[Stanza 3]
He saw once more his dark-eyed queen
Among her children stand;
They clasped his neck, they kissed his cheeks,
They held him by the hand!-
A tear burst from the sleeper's lids,
and fell into the sand.
[Stanza 4]
And then at furious speed he rode
Along the Niger's bank;
His bridle-reins were golden chains,
And, with a martial clank,
At each leap he could feel his scabbard of steel
Smiting his stallion's flank.
[Stanza 5]
Before him, like a blood-red flag,

 
 “Scabbard” - Cover of the sword is made of steel 
 

The Slaves Dream