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Fornander Collection of Hawaiian Folk-lore. 



The\- join and hug like lovers. 



Scrape away, scrape away. 



There is Hilo 



Thatching, 



Ridging; 



There is your lover 



Passing by. 



The mouth is closed, 



The hand beckons, 



The eyes also beckon, 



Else he will be ashamed 



And weep at 



The quiet cliffs. 



Water is on Oahu, 



It shows there above. 



Kaunuohua is low 



Like a crawling hill at Nihoa. 



That cliff, 



This cliff, 



That fence of wood. 



The great one there below, 



He sits; 

 He sits, he stands. 

 He points, he sticks out his tongue, 

 Kukahaulani. 

 He has the eyes of a bird, 

 Head of a bird, 

 Beak of a bird. 

 Tongue of a bird. 

 Neck of a bird, 

 Breast of a bird, 

 Wing of a bird. 

 Body of a l)ird, 

 Leg of a bird, 

 Thigh of a bird, 

 Tail of a bird. 

 Knee of a bird, 

 Feet of a bird. 

 Claws of a bird, 

 Feathers of a bird, 

 Neck of a bird, 

 Crop of a bird. 

 Liver of a bird, 

 Intestine of a bird. 

 Since you are a small bird. 

 Out )ou must go 

 In the upland wilderness. 

 For such is the way you dwell in Kona. 

 And catch the spawn of the li 



And carry the spawn of Keaau. 



O thou Hanalei ! 

 Hanalei, the source of the rains. 

 Made low from carrying such a burden, 

 Who has stood on the hill top 

 Whose shadow has reached the bottom. 

 They are greatly wearied by the roughness [of 



the sea]. 

 Lift up the canoe, 

 Get aboard, paddle away, get on. 

 Let the people get aboard 

 With the sounding sticks. 

 With the binding ropes. 

 With the floaters. 

 The canoe master is aboard; 

 It is Lelepahu of Hawaii; 

 It is the large Hawaii of Kane; 

 It is Hilo of Kane of Kapu; 

 It is Hilo with the high cliffs; 

 It is Ku, the Lehua-eater; 



The bosom companion of Kalalea and others 

 Who dwell there. 

 The house stands in Kona, 

 The front faces Koolau, 

 The wall faces Tahiti. 

 The posts were from Halawa 

 In Kauhuhu of Pele, of Feue. 

 Molokai is the back, 

 Lanai the front, 

 Molokini the thatching ropes. 

 Wailuku is the source of the flying clouds. 

 It is a broad plain where councils are held. 

 The ridging is Lanakila. 

 Kaluanui of Kaluanui, 

 It stands by the twin hills, 

 The palm houses of Kane 

 Which were thatched for me at Auwahi. 

 The potatoes of Puukamaele, 

 Of Kipapai, of Honokaupu, 

 Of the Oopu of Waikolu. 

 I am going home to partake of some food. 

 The kala shall be my fish 

 Until satisfied. 

 It is a fish sacred to my god. 

 Let the canoe enter 

 At Kaluakoi, 



The barren coast of Puumomi, 

 At the entrance of Wailau, 

 Of Umipiilani, 



