User:SparrowsWing
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Sarah Forbes Bonetta (c. 1843 – 1880), born Aina or Ina, was an African slave who later became a ward and goddaughter of Queen Victoria. Believed to be a titled member of the Yewa, a clan of the West African Yoruba people, she was orphaned as a child during a war with the nearby kingdom of Dahomey and was later enslaved by Ghezo, the king of Dahomey. She was then given as a "gift" to Captain Frederick E. Forbes of the Royal Navy and was taken to England, where she became a goddaughter of Queen Victoria. On Victoria's orders, Bonetta married Captain James Pinson Labulo Davies, a wealthy Lagos philanthropist, in 1862. The couple moved back to Africa and had three children, including Lagos socialite Victoria Davies Randle. Bonetta died aged 37 on the Portuguese island of Madeira. This formal photograph, taken by the French photographer Camille Silvy in 1862, shows Bonetta and Davies at around the time of their marriage.Photograph credit: Camille Silvy; restored by Adam Cuerden
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Creation-Evolution_Controversy if you want to discuss it with me....
Even the sparrow has found a home,
and the swallow a nest for herself,
where she may have her young—
a place near your altar,
O LORD Almighty, my King and my God.
Psalm 84:3
I am only a sparrow amongst a great flock of sparrows. Evita Peron
I once had a sparrow alight upon my shoulder for a moment, while I was hoeing in a village garden, and I felt that I was more distinguished by that circumstance that I should have been by any epaulet I could have worn. Henry David Thoreau
Happy is the person who not only sings, but feels God's eye is on the sparrow, and knows He watches over me. To be simply ensconced in God is true joy. Alfred A. Montapert
Tell me not of joy: there's none
Now my little sparrow's gone;
He, just as you,
Would toy and woo,
He would chirp and flatter me,
He would hang the wing awhile,
Till at length he saw me smile,
Lord! how sullen he would be!
William Cartwright