HIIAKA RESTORES TO LIFE MANA-MANA-IA-KALU-EA
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Emerson, Nathaniel Bright
Kanaloa fends off the A-a;
Molokini buffets the waves.
The ship of state turns turtle:
What wailing and beating of breast!
Wild anguish of child and of ghost
O’er the sandy plain of Kama’o.
The districts are frenzied with grief—
Tearing of hair and breaking of teeth—
One wail that lifts to heaven.
Who shall be heir to this Maui land?
To this the sorceress, Waihinano, answered pertly:
Ia Ole-pau, ia ka Lani, ke Alii,
Ka-uhi-lono-honua;
O Ka-uhi-kapu ia a Kama,
A Kama-lala-walu:
O ke alii kahiko i hanau ia ai a Kiha—
O Ka-ula-hea nui o ka Lani:
Iaia Maui.
TRANSLATION
To Ole-pau, the heavenly, the King,
In line from deep-rooted Kauhi—
Sacred Kauhi of Kama was he—
Kama, the sire of eight branches—
Of the ancient stock of Kiha,
And Ka-ula-hea, the great king:
Maui belongs to him.
To this Hiiaka retorted:
Ua make ia:
Ke ha’i mai nei na Wahine
I ka Hikina La ma Puna,
O na Wahine i ka La o Ha’eha’e,
O na Wahine i ka La o Ku-ki’i,
Ako lehua o Kua-o-ka-la,
Walea wai o ka Milo-holu,
Kui pua lei o Ma-li’o—
O Pele-honua-mea i ka Lua;
O Hiiaka i ka alawa maka o Wakea:
Ke i mai nei Haumea,
He kalawa ka ma’i a puni:
Ua make!