The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1856-1888, 1877-06-02
Hawaiian Mele Haul ka LAM, or 9Th,
Overthrow of the Islands" by the Poet
Keaulumoku, 1716-84).
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The chief for strength and sxiftness Il unmatcrd,
Like lightning, Le-i-rnanO-ano flies,
As the Haul seizss for It's pray
Aiisias man aud scars with him on high,
!. as the Ki-~a-s sirEs in its Wild flight,
Or as The hoy'ring To floats aioft.
Ho-lulu and Hi-apo are hoId-fasts
Which grid the 1slei the fOcks Of Ko-a-e
Come from Ku-aIu, and destroy the buds,
Water'd By gentle show'rs ; their tails are long.
The 40 singing I0Itly Is the Chief,
He aaps his wings upon the mountain tops
Ha-BPs mouutaineers beheid amaE'd,
His boldueSs, a. K1-ku-I-pahu shown,
. Wsh q gterEiae voice, shiIe silence reignd,
He shouted; then the fhghten'd people fed,
Then HiIo's men Maka-ho0 ran
The ears Of the afhghea crowd were stunn'd,
They trembFd Al Aka-ka-Iani's voice,
Like tiu,Id fowls they sought to hide their heads,
Dreading the voice Of the triumphant Chief,
Like thunder Is bis voice, and peals on high,
Z Ascrovrs nghang cock perehd on his roost,
Hcw sin1rgeIy he has yanauisid Hawaii
VII.
A cockpit ia the Isle Of Hawaii
The red cock growing nightly is the Chief
Fierce fights Lo-e-au, Re-c-u-a's son,
He whets his spurs, he pecks the ground with ire,
IN HIt0s cock pit, scratches with his claws,
And on the sands Of Wa.o-lama struts!
His flag waves midst hurricane Of DUST
From Lani-uIimahi-ta's brow
Big drops Of sweat fall at Moku-a-haii
The stake Is laid upon Hau-iki's beach,
The Chiefs are two the Island is the stake.
= Al Ke-e4 the game Is play'd and lost,
f. The goal Is struck the stake is quickly Won,
The Chief who sIak'd the Isle the game has lost,
Kau-Eke-a-o-uli Is that Chief,
RaJani-nuincha-Ineha wins
TfS he who pats the rival Chief to flight.
Does he ESCAPE 1 night without disgrace,
And fad a secret hidsg- -pacei Not so
He fees at nooE-tide, when the sun is high,
The small man him, and the large man, too )
The tsIs man knows him, and the Short as well.
Upon Aka,hi-papa's bloody field,
Thou gavest up thy life, and by thy death
The Southland and the Northland have changd hands,
'Tis vain to struggle to hold them back,
To grasp at what the Chief has gain'd by fight,
mid the exuitant shouts OF his brave host,
A fghsing-cock undaunted is the Chief!
His sliffen'd feathers rattle by the fire,
They shine like the RGu-ihas polish'd WOOD
The feathers rise and fall when spurs the cock,
Nortbsard he spurs and then he Southwark spurs,
At length with one stroke Of his spur he cieaves
His rivals head, who, in the throes of death,
Lies writhing agonised the ground he bites,
He scratches with his claws till heaps OF dust,
(which rise on high, scatter'd by the blast,
And from the hills are swept down to the sea,
Ike purple cloris-so dies the rival Chief!
The victor is the son Of high Chief,
Nor as common soldier takes delight
In the Ao-ts-a, seeking to deceive
A crowd of bnasiers reyei in his hall, - .s4
They pray npon the fatness Of the Isle, ----
They waste what his economy has stored,
They eat at Ieasure, sitting on their hams,
The food is piled upon a dish of wood,
The high-roord eating-house is hll'd with guests,
The women's eating house is likewise full -
The door with rushes strewn, is spread with mats,
Their heads repose pillows of soft down.
Ka-kfkfs wave before the Kappa door,
They seek some quiet moments Of repose
Deep siIents reigus, for noise is now tabood,
Their sleep is doubly sweet in social WISE
How gay are the enjoyments Of the Chiefs
To cast the javelin the Chief Is skilrd,
The martial exercise concludes the feast
Thou art content with food, thou common man
To be content with lands is for the Chief;
When in his hall the Chief commands the feast,
The dainty meats gather'd on all sides,
The choicest vands which the Isle contains
Are brought heralds cry: now feasts the Chief!
END.