[Stanza 2]
Wide through the landscape of his dreams
The lordly Niger flowed:
Beneath the palm-trees on the plain
Once more a king he strode;
And heard the tinkling caravans
Descend the mountain-road.
[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;
Emotional time for the slave/he is semi-conscious and dying for his family. 

The Slaves Dream