THROUGH HAWAII. 
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Tuu ra te Ravaia 
I ta wahine maheai, 
I pono wale ai te aina o orua. 
I ravaia te tane. 
I mahe ai te wahine. 
Mahe te ai na te ohua, 
I ai na te puari. 
Malama te ora na te hoapiri- 
wale. 
E Mahe ai na Tuitelani. 
Owerawahie i uta i Tapapala. 
Tupu mau u ore te pari. 
Oneanea te aina o Tuaehu. 
Ua tu ra te manu i te pari Oha- 
rahara. 
Ewaru te po, e warn te ao, 
Ua pau te aho o na hoa maheai, 
I te tanu wale i te rau, a maloa. 
Ua mate i te la, 
Ua tu nevaneva. 
I ta matani, ua ino auaurere, 
Ua tu ta repo i Hiona: 
Pura ta onohi i ta u i ta repo. 
Give the fisherman, 
To the woman (who) tilleth the 
ground; 
Happy will be the land of you 
two. 
A fisherman the husband, 
The wife a tiller of the ground. 
Cultivated food for the aged, 
and the young; 
Food for the company of favou¬ 
rite warriors. 
Regarded the life of the friend. 
Cultivated for Tuitelani .* 
Burnt were the woods inland of 
Tapapala. 
Long parched had been the pre¬ 
cipice. 
Lonely was the land of Tuaehu. 
The bird perched on Oharahara 
rocks. 
Eight the nights, eight the days, 
Gone was the breath of those 
who help the tillage, 
With planting herbs (they) were 
fatigued; 
Fainting under the sun. 
(They) looked anxiously around. 
By the wind, the flying scudding 
tempest, 
Thrown up was the earth (or dust) 
at Hiona: 
Red were the eye-balls with the 
dust. 
* Name of a chief. 
