Chapter XXXVI: Canto IX

Exalted sits the chief and from on high looks forth; He views the island; far down he sees the beauteous lands below. Much sought after, hoped for, the island as sought for is seen, 330. It stood plainly, it was examined carefully; The timbered capes of Puna were examined; Kau burnt with the sun was scrutinized, ’twas kicked at with the foot; The top of Maunaloa is looked upon; Like a spotted mat is seen the mountain top of Papai, the mountain range, 335. The top of Kaiholena trembles, and the still higher head of Kaumaiikaohu. The highlands of Pakua are cleanly swept of people, and thus they lie As trodden by the soldiery, the short maloed soldiers of the chief. Ye robbers, ye vagabonds, ye poor without land, Ye wanderers in the highway, ye people of Kaipuu in Kapapala; 340. Ye have been broken by the soldiers, the forest is clean swept away; It is all swept off; the spittle is corrupted; They are all mixed up, greatly demoralized, being rubbed together. The multitude who labor, the people of Kaunuikuamakani; The froth, the low common people; 345. The mass of common people; the bald-headed; The multitude of farmers of Kau; To cover with bundles of grass the road of Kapaukua. Is the chief thy companion that you should dare to rebel? Do you play the game of moa? This is another thing, a chief! 350. He is a chief! a fighting chief! The common people fight with common people; The low fellows with low fellows as they say; the clod-hoppers with the servants. Great pity for thee,—be greatly ashamed, Thou little sneaking dog; thou branded servant; Thou ancient resident of Naalehu; thou wast sent for to be hanged. 355. The wakeful birds from ancient time remain. The vagabond, unstable as the wind, stays on the cape of Kunounou. Slaughter upon slaughter, Koolau’s people were trodden under foot. Thy sandals, O Kohala, send and trample down, O Kona; Stop thy wicked mouth against the chief, 360. The sorcery of Kahaulu,—his worthless words of double meaning, The guilty one of great offenses, let him die. Is there destruction for the upright? Shall he be thrown among the boxers? No.— He only should be kicked—kicked often with the foot. The dead tree—now a common man. 365. Shall there be a royal slaughter made for you? Let him be set apart for the spear; For the long-speared soldier of Lono;—speak to the sharpening stone; The wooden broadsword of two edges; the ene weapons of sharp teeth. He is the great ulae with sharp projecting teeth. Such was thy instrument to destroy the evil. 370. Is it an evil to increase hereafter? It is an evil to be shunned, It is a small offense in the list of chiefs? There he showed his face; A grandchild of a servant, Born of ancient Hana of Kahuku; The children of orphans, tossed back and forth; 375. A criminal on the sea of Kaaawa, according to the law of Kaihehee. The sea-moss floating ashore at Kauwahine; Sea moss floating, sea moss a watcher guarding the harbor. Ye are brought hither as a beacon for Unulau, To be a guard for Halaea; death crawls there from Oahu, 380. A thrifty growing plant extending to Kau; It shoots up, leaves out, and sends forth branches there. Bring here, O bring here; bring here the prisoners for slaughter: Slaughtered inland, slaughtered by the sea-side: A slaughter with defilement of blood, thoroughly destroyed. 385. A place bound in darkness, awful darkness; A place bound in darkness, thousand fold darkness. A shark going inland is my chief, A very strong shark able to devour all on land; A shark of very red gills is the chief, 390. He has a throat to swallow the island without choking. Lands in working dress are Kau and Puna; Lands where my chief may freely go, as thou knowest. Puna is a land where he may eat himself alone; It is a land unfortified for my chief, thou knowest. 395. Hilo is a land not surely captured for my chief, thou knowest. Keaau of Waiakea is a fish calabash, the cover is Olaa, What belongs to other calabashes, belongs to Lawalawaihonua.