Heinrich Barth - Works

Works

  • Barth, Henricus (1844) (in Latin), Corinthiorum commercii et mercaturae historiae particula, Typis Unger, http://books.google.co.uk/books?id=AVoVAAAAQAAJ. Dissertation.
  • Heinrich Barth, Corinthiorum commercii et mercaturae historiae particula / Beiträge zur Geschichte von Handel und Handelsverkehr der Korinther, Phil. Diss. 1844 (New edition with English translation: Africa Explorata. Monographien zur frühen Erforschung Afrikas 2. Heinrich-Barth-Institut, Cologne 2002, ISBN 3-927688-21-5 (with a complete bibliography of writings by and about Heinrich Barth to 2000)
  • Barth, Heinrich (1849), Wanderungen durch die Küstenländer des Mittelmeeres: ausgeführt in den Jahren 1845, 1846 und 1847, Berlin: Hertz, http://books.google.co.uk/books?id=RTtCAAAAcAAJ.
  • Henry Barth (1857-1858), Travels and Discoveries in North and Central Africa: being a Journal of an Expedition undertaken under the Auspices of H.B.M.’s Government, in the Years 1849–1855 ... 5 volumes. London: Longmans, Green & Co. Google books: Volume 1 (1857), Volume 3 (1857), Volume 4 (1858), Volume 5 (1858).
  • (US-edition with less pictures) 3 volumes. New York: Harper & Brothers, 1857. Google books: Volume 1 (1857), Volume 2 (1857),Volume 3 (1859).

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