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Kaupeepee
An
Idyll ofHawaii
Renderedinto Verse
By
Leopold Blackman
Honolulu William
C Lyon
COPYRIGHT
31
To My Wife
HONOLULU THE MERCANTILE PRINTING COMPANY,
1902
Kaupeepee
Introduction
THE
deeds, the valorofKaupeepee —
The
bravest, noblest ofa noble race—
The
story of his love, andhow
hewon The
gentle Hina:won
andheld her, tillHe, fighting manly,
manly
took the death:Fair Hina, she the splendor of therace
That drew
its life-spring from the gods of yore,Who
spread, athwart the gloom of dreary flood,The
fragrant islands of theSouthern Sea.Kaupeepee
FROM
out themaze
of theunnumbered
isles,That, everlulledby
balmy
springtime, sleepUpon
the mighty sea that sternly thrustsThe
restlessWest
from the lethargic East,Came Nanaula —
offspringofthe gods.Then
were the days ofmist: the dayswhen
great But nigh forgotten deedsof god andman Loom
dimly in thefirstthin ray of dawn;Yet not less witness truth than shadows, traced
By
light ofnight'syoung
crescent, truly limnThe
graceful fretting ofthe statelypalm.A
thousand and four hundred times has earthDrawn
from the gratefulsun her lifeanew, Since, guarded by the gods hebore,who
litEach
night the beacon oftheguiding star,And
leashed th'elusivewind
within his sail,Great
Nanaula
toOwhyhee came
—
The
mighty founder ofa race ofmen.So
came
he in thatlong grim barge, that builtOf
massive timbers closelyjoined and caulked, And, need be, might a hundredwarriors hold,Had
constant battled on through unkeeled seasKaupeepee
And
grimly held herway; impatient cleftThe
long slowrollers with disdainful prow,Had met
the reeling storm, and proudly hurled Its broken waters from her quivering deck, Exulting in her proof of mastery.Thus Nanaula came
to Pele's isles,From
the far islands ofthe incensedsouth.And
withhim
were his wife, his stalwart sons,That
towered above the heightofmortal man, In godlike mien andperfect formthat told Theirwondrous
source:thedreadedprieststhatowe
Their mysticbirth-right to themystic three—
Kane, theauthor ofthis
wondrous
frame;And Ku
themighty architect,whose
skillHad wrought
the perfectwork; and Lono, heWho
holds thewindsandcallswith ruggedvoice,And
tends the nether fires thatroar withinThe
earth, and those on high thatvengingdartFrom
out the sullen cloud: andlast, butset In lessermould, yetmen
ofnoble frame,Whose
bronzed thews,when
winds had slacked their aid,The
ponderous cradle of their race had thrust Acrossthe wave, the fathers ofa nation Yet to be, are givenupon
the land.And
here they dwell in simpleneed, and sendA
hardy race through all the isles, and fillThe
land with foodproducingtree and root,— The
gift of theirfirsthome —
for ere that time, These isles whichwanton
in a wealth of flower,And
palm, and coolingfruit, werewell-nigh dryAnd
empty; beating back the searing blazeOf
da)^with quiveringbreath, and desolateAnd
barren from those flames that ragedwhen
earth's
Wild
travail hurledthem
from thetroubled sea.Thus
all the landwas peopled, and eachisleBecame
a chiefdom, and where'er weremen Or
holy ground, theretemples to thegodsWere
piled, where mystic priesthood offered toThe
mysticthree, and gods oflesser fame.And
allthelandwas
ruled by simplelaw,That
all the land mightknow
and all might keep;And
since the chiefsand nobleswere allmen Of
godlike race, aroundthem
and thepriests,Whose
source noman
mightknow,
to holdthem
fromThe common
touch,was drawn
thedread"Kapu,"
Whose
laws all said:"Obey
or die!"—
Yet were These easy kept, andknown
toevery man.And
all the landwas
peace, or nearly peace, Save when, attimes,was
foughta hardy war;Yet werethese not oflust, nor crafty waged,
Kawpeepee
Nor
stained by cruel deed, but of that sortThat
bringeth forth themanly
in the man,And
breeds amanly
race.And
thus theydwelt, Tillfromthat first were counted fifteen chiefs,When
fromthoseisleswhich
yieldedup
thisrace,There
came upon
thesea a ruthless chiefOf
kindredblood, withmany
a hideous bargeOf
ruthless men. These, atthe first by useOf
wile and cunning tongue, got forthem
land;Then, as they grew, from over sea, to strength,
Began
a savagewar; andnow
by craftAnd
covertact, andnow
by open powerOf
bitter fight, possessedthem
ofthe islesSave Molokai, and hereand therealand
Of
little worth,which power
of caring god,Or
mightof doughty chief, or strength of place Withheld.And
now, throughoutaland,wherelateWas
peaceand simplelaw,was
sent thewailOf
broken people, harriedby
a foeThat knew
no ruth; untilthe wailingand The
people bothhad
ceased. StillwerethereleftThose
valiantones ofMolokai, and hereAnd
there afew thatcould not brook defeat;And
through the isles the blood of that fiercehorde
Of
secondmen was
nobled by the first,Who
gave unwilling wives.Yet
was
thiswar Of
slaughter hardly won; formany
a j'earThat came
with reeking blood and treachery,With
treacheryand reeking blood wentout:And many
a year those distant lands that gaveA
raceits birth, doled to a raceits death;For
many
a time themournfulsluggish heaveOf
that dark floodgaveup
a hideous bargeOf
madly howling death, andmany
awind From
oversea boredeath upon a fleeceOf
softwhite foam. Till, afterthatred day, There came, in part, an end to bitterstrife.Yetwas there never peace orrest within
The
isles, such as there was, but ever change,And war
of wild revenge, which called revenge,That
echoed black revenge, throughout theyears.
Nor was
therenow
acode ofsimple ruleThat
all mightknow
and keep.Nor
were the lawsOf kapu
those ofreason, such as first;Butchiefand prince
who now
heldcruel sway, Presuming ontheir godlike birth, enforcedAn
irksomecode of useless laws, thatwere Butlittle understood, butbroken paid13
Kaupeepee
With
death.Nor
weretherenow
thesimplegods,But
untothesewere added awfulones,Demanding
fearful rites, that slaked their lust In blood ofman, and scarce might be appeased.Now,
Hakalanileowas
ofthatFierceblood thatlate had
come
from Kahiki,The
seatof ourfirst home.By whom was
held,By
right ofmight,Owhyhee's
land that first Is heaved within the glowing dawn.And
onA
daycame
Uli oversea—
UliThe
augur, mystic prophetess— whose ken
That
looked fardown
the longdrawn way
of time,A
sinuous barge had led untothat isle.With whom
her daughter Hina,wondrous
fair,Who,
yet achild, foretold theglory ofA
perfectwomanhood. To
these, the dueOf
godlybirth and mysticart,was
givenA
placewithin the land.And
on the dayThat
Hakalanileosaw
thechild,He
marvelling at her beauty, mused, and went His way: andUli saw, andseeing readThe day
thatwas
to come.And now
the years Brought Hakalanileo once againTo
seethe child, andmusing
at her graceHe
slowly passed:and
Uli saw, andknew That
daythe sadness of thecoming
years.14
But Hina,all unmindful of the time, Rejoicing in mere life and youth, livedout
The
careless days; and learned the art of that Far time as fitted her high birth,and knew The
water as the laud: theskill to poiseUpon
the curling wave, and flyupon
Its crest that hurtles wildlyto theshore.
And now
shetrod thewonder-way
thatmarks The
passing of the maid, and trembling pausedUpon
the hallowedmarge
ofwomanhood.
All beauty she.
Her
simple pa'u fellFrom
waist toknee: noughtelse ofdress.A
leiOf
bright redblossoms in her hair; and roundHer
throat the kapued golden plumesthat tellOf
noble birth.Her
form, puredignity:Of
noble height, and stately as the graceOf
cocopalm
againsta crescentmoon
That
hangsupon
the silvered night.Her
face,Pure loveliness.
Her
eyes, full largeand dark,Glowed
with thedawn
oflife.Her waving
hair, Fine asthespider-web and blackas night, Caressed thesoftwarm
roundings ofher form,And
rippling draped her gleaming skin. Clean curvedAnd
full, herlips; yet not that fullnessshown By
baser blood, but such astells of youth.Her
voice, rich, clear, and soft, and full of trillsAnd
little runs ofmelody, as holdThe
ear entrancedby their pure sweettones,15
Kaopeepee
Unheedfulofmere words. This
Hina
was.All beauty she, and in the radiant
dawn Of
perfectwomanhood.
And now
againCame
Hakalanileo back toseeThe
maid, and loved;and
straight to Uli said:"Give
me
thy Hina, for I would she beMy
bride."Then
Uli, augur, sadly spakeThe
evil she had seen that needsbefall:"
Not
so; no bride for thee."Then
once again:'
'
No
brideforthee.''And
peeringdown
thelongDrawn way
of time, with darkenedeyes: "I seeThe coming
doom, that gives her notto thee."Then
cried he proudty: "Nought
isdoom
to me.Long
have I loved.Thy doom
I nothing fear,And
therefore shallshe bemy
bride."Then
spakeWeird
Uli, mystically, in anger: " 'Shall'?Now
hear me, for I say, though thrice thou beThat
chief thou art. For that one proudword
'Shall,'
Thus
say the gods: ' ThisHina
shall be thine,And
yetnot thine, forsoon the windsshall bearHer
from thee, and thy years shall slowly wear, In weary search and helpless longing forThe
love thy prowess could not hold.' "Then
onceAgain
thatchief: "Thy
threats tolove are vain.But fools are they
who
fear totake a prize, 16L,estthey
may some
day lose.Not
sucham
I,And Hina
shall be mine, and I, with life,Will hold.
Thy
darkened threats to love are nought."Then
she, the augur-prophetess replied:"Yea
so. ThisHina
shall be thine. Yet shallThe
windsbear heraway
from thee. ForstriveYe
as ye may, theshadowed
fate will come."Thus
Hakalanileoboreaway
His bride, and proudly scorned the threatened doom.
Now
through the years the isleofMolokaiHad
held against that second race, by mightOf
right, andstood, aloneamong
the isles,Unconquered, unafraid.
Whose
chief,now
nearThe
shadowed vale,drew
life in line directFrom
that great onewho
first had keeled these seas.To whom
two sons: the first born, he of song, Kaupeepee—
noble, valiant, true.Now when
hesaw
theland helovedbeneathThe
heavy yoke of foe thatknew
no ruth,That
ravened through the isles and had no sate,And
swallowed all the increase, thus hespake:'
'Oh,brother!
Long my
hearthasfailed tosee This desolation on oursisterisles,— A
prey unto a foe of kindred blood, 17Kaupeepee
That
rapines withoutlet. These lands, thatonceWere
filled with simple people ofourblood,Know them no
more, but this fierce second throngNow
lordsthe remnant with a heavy rule,And
gluts itsfearful greed—
ahungry
sharkThat
tears the helpless flesh, and gulps the lifeAnd
will notbe appeased. I dry beneathA
burning passion for afierce revenge:My
brain all madness, andmy
heart all deadTo
kindness, and the gentleways
oflife."This
cruelfoe hasshown
no pity, norHas
slacked its grasp, so will notI. BeholdI dedicate
my
days unto revenge,And
as a scourgewill ravage all their coasts,And
yield the land to wails,and
blood, and death,And come
upon this alien as ablightThat
blastsinleague with darkness. FearshallbeOn
all the harried lands, and addedtoThe
fear of crueldeath, shall be a fearThat
clutchesat theheart, fornoneshallknow The hand
thatsmiteth.To
this end I live;Nor
shall therecome
an enduntil I cease.Thine isthis people. Thine thebirth-right.
Yea
I yield
them
both to thee.Look
that thou keepThem
sure. Fare-well.''So
spakethatnoble one Kaupeepee, and in silence passed.Kaupeepec
Now
onthat side of Molokaithat frontsThe
starthat holdsitsconstantplace, thecoast Is rugged, broken into bouldered capes,And
angry foaming gulfs; and alltheland Is wildlydesolate.And
there, arangeOf
rugged cliffs is found that thrusts intoThe
sea,and
lifts itsponderous bulk sheer fromThe
surgingseas thatthunder deep below.A
land of horror, sinisterand wild,And
boulder-strewn with rocks ofawful formA
land alltorn,and
deeply scarred as fromThe
fires that hurledthem
from thewomb
ofearth.
A
land in shape a club, with haft untoThe
shore—
grim threat ofcoming
blood—
broadout
To
sea and flat, and narrowingtothe land,And
allaround a towering wall ofrock.And
on eachsidethis hideous land ofgloom,A
gulf of ragingsea, that roars betweenThat
firstand other mighty bouldered piles.And
on allsides are caverns,yawning
wideWhich
suck the restless wave, and angry spueItforth in gleamingclouds offleecyspray,
That
ever sudden shoot, and slowly fadeAway
against theblasted wallsofcliff.And
suchHaupu's
rock—
the land of doom.And
hitherwith avaliant few, allmen That
hada cause against the alienrace,19
Kaupeepce
That
chiefKaupeepee
came.And
hereThey
builta heiau tothe gods, andhomes
For wife and child,and
piled a mighty wallOf
massive rock acrossthenarrow haftOf
land, and hollowed long canoes, andhung Huge
stonesupon
the beetlingcliff, tohurlUpon
the foe; and bode until their strengthWere
sure, and then the timewas
full.And now Was
loosedupon
the sleepingshore of allThe
isles, swift deathenleagued with night, that heldThe
coasts in fear. For swoopingdown
beneathThe
dark, thosevengers took a heavy tollOf
spoil and bloody death. Formany
amaid Was
borneaway
tosee herhome
no more;And many
a spear, with crimson lifegrew
red,For love of veryhate; and
many
ahome Was
put unto the torch, topay a debtOf
kind.And
ere theveil of nightwas
raised,Thoseglidingsombre barks put off
upon The
flood, and passed unseen intothe night.And
on a time, the coastof farWahoo Was
putto flame and spear, beneath the dark.But in the dawn, the fleeing clutch of long Canoes
was
seen—
a dark andhideous schoolOf
glutted sharks—
held by the wind, near shore.Kaupeepee
And
then began a contest wild and fierce;Forall that coast sent forth itssleuth canoes,
And
all its pride ofmen,who
thrust thewave With
strokesof bitter hate, and lust forblood.And
all that day theracewas
sternly urged,And
all thatday defiantshrieks ofwar
Were
hurled and counter hurled from foe to foe;Till in the eve, theland of Molokai
Was
nearly reached—
the avengers hard astern.And now
that howling horde of alien men,With
coming blood enflamed, have well-nigh Clutched. But this the god that keepsthat sea Will not, and drapes adarkening mistaroundThose
valiant ones,who
fade intothe gloom.Yet did not thosefiercealiens slack theirhand, But hasted unto
him who swayed
that land,— The
aged sire of thatunknown
the3r sought—
With whom was
peace,andcried: "Thisbloody scourgeThat
blasts our landsis harbored in thine isle.Giveus the
way
toseek, thatwe may
sateOur
lust." In bitter ironythat chief:"
Go
searchHaupu's
rock forwhom
ye lust,And wreak
such vengeance onhim
asye list."Then
toHaupu's
seas the vengingbandAnd saw
thelittle few thatdwelt secure,Kaupeepee
And
thought not of attack.And
straight re- turned,From whence
they were,and came
with eighty countOf
sails, thatglided on, untilthe landOf
hatewas made
by night. Then, parting ways,The
hostile fleets give silent for the gulfsThat
cutfarin the riven shorebeneathHaupu's
hangingwalls,and
wait until thedawn.And now
the east is pale, and putting forThe
sleeping land, thoseserried lines ofwar Are
caughtupon
amighty
tide,and
hurled Farup
thelittle beach of soft whitesandThat
heads each gulfbetween the jaws of rock.And now
they leapupon
the narrowbeach,And
haste todraw
their vessels from thewave,And
runnow
here,now
there, to find away
Above, and gazeamazed
at thecliffsThat
overhang thenarrowshore.And now They
pause,awed
by the dreadful silenceofThe
place, held by the spell ofcoming doom.
And
even asthey stand irresolute,The
horrid roarthatcrashes through thecloudWhen
gods are wroth, brake forth, and all the linesOf
cliffthattouchupon
the sky, descend,And
castthem
tothe earth, and hurl, in ire,Theirbatteredcorpses tothe
hungry
sea.Yetdid a few, of
whom
theirchief, escape Within thebattered barks, totell the rageOf
thosefierce godsthatkeepHaupu
sure.And
thus, their lust appeased, they gotthem
backFrom whence
they were.Now when
the agedchiefOf
Molokai heardhow
thatfew had flungThe
aliensback to sea, he sent, by stealth,Forthen
was
outward peacebetwixt the isles,A
cloakwrought
of the goldenplumage
ofThe
sacredbird thatdreadkapu
but grantsTo
chiefs—
a cloak of pricelessworth,That
twice one hundredyears scarceyieldedup The
tale of golden plumes.And
thatsame day The
sea gaveup
aponderous bargeby night,Wrung
from a sea-borne bole—
the mightiest ofThe
isles—
with wellupon
a hundredmen And
all theirgear of war.And
thishuge
giftOf
sire to son,Kaupeepee
stainsAll red: from mastto keel onered.
And,
inThisscarlet bark of death, sweepsall the seas
That wash
those isles; and atthe topmostsparA
proud kahili flaunts of crimson hue,That
all the coastsmay know
andtrembling fear.23
Kaupeepee
And now Haupu
fills herhomes
with spoilOf
untoldworth,wrung
fromthefoe. BrightmatsOf
richestdye,and
kapa, soft and fineAs
valley mistthat melts beforethe dawn.Huge
calabashes of rarewood
of rich Design,and
ornaments of ivoryAnd
shell, rough carved with cunning skill.And
storeOf
featheredhelms andcapes,brightred,andgold,And
green, that tell, each one,how
fell the headOf some
old nobleline.And when
that longRed
death thrustback its scarletprow
to land,Deep down
withspoil, Moaalii, heThe
fierce shark-godof Molokai,whose
veilOf
darkhad snatchedthem
from theclosing foe,Whose
hideous mighty bulk, all draped with brightAnd
fragrantleis ofbloom
glared outaboveThe
cliff,was
firstdonesacrifice.And
allThe
landwas
giventofeast, anddance,and song.Now
Hina, bride ofsix sweet years,was come Unto
theperfectday ofwomanhood.
All gloryshe, mysterious, beautiful.
And
through theisles her famewas
sung,and
passedTo
Molokai, and thus, at length, to great 24Kaupeepee.
Now when
he, the firstAnd
mightiest of that distant day, had heardOf
her, the fairest of that hated race,He
straightbethoughthim
of his bitterhate.Then
that redbargewas
filledwith proven men,And
storeof war, and foodformany
days,And
glided from its haven inthe rocks,And
two daysafter,came
by nightand
hid Unseen within a little riftthat cleavesThe
cliffs ofOwhyhee. From
there, in stealth,Kaupeepee came
by land alone,Unto
theplace of Hina, she of song.And, wonderingat the splendor of hergrace,
Unto
his hatewas
added love. SweetloveAnd
bitterhate: thesetwothatwrought
thedoom That
Uliknew.And now
thesilver orbWas
growing to the full, and hallowed allThe
land.A
glorywas
on wave, and palm,And
shore.The
incense of the fragrantair,The
weariedmoaning
of the distant reef,The
grace of palm, and hill, andcurling wave,Was
all a landof mystery.Through palm And
blossomedshrub comesHina
withher maids.Awhileshe pauses on the yieldingsand,
25
Kaupeepee
Then backward
throws her shapely head, andshows
The
perfect linesof throatand neck.Then
liftHer
gracefularms,and
shakeupon
thewind Her
pride of glossyhair.Now
slowly glidesThe
all reluctantpa'u from herwaist,And
forthshe steps beneath the mysticlight,— The wondrous
goddess of thewondrous
place.The
foam receivesthem
in itssoft embrace,And
curls around their gleaming limbs.With
laugh,And
joyous cry. they cleave therollingwave And
ride its toppling billowto the shore.But
allunseen, formany
a night that moon,A
shadow, sinisterand
black, liescloseUpon
thesea, beneath ajuttingridgeOf
boulderedrock, and patient waits the signThat
jealoustreachery will give. ForsheWho
first, ereHina
came,was
only bride, Willshow
a flamethricedipped.Six nights the barge
Has
sought theshore,and six times stoodforseaAt
dawn.But
now, behold! the looked forsign:A
flaming torch thricedipped!26
Then
lo! from outThe shadow
glides a slenderlong canoeThat
paddlessoftly close within thereef.And now
it nears the laughing maids unseen;And, yet unseen, it hoversnear, just as
The
sea bird poises motionless or e'erItswoops. Then, witha sudden lustyheave,
Itthrows asidethe
wave
and shoreward springsToward
thethoughtless prey.A
wild alarmOf
frenzied flight shriekson the quiet night,As
that darkunknown
shape, half hiddenin Itswhirling spouts of foam, hurlsmadly
in Theirmidst.With
loud exultantyells fiercehands Clutch swiftly on the franticprey, andtearThe
shriekingHiua
from thewave.Then
withA
lunge the land is left behind, thelongCanoe
sweepsout beyond themoaning
reef,Where, looming out to sea, that
huge
red barkOf
Molokai!But, on the fading shore
A
dreadful din of horriddrums
clangs outUpon
the frightened night; andcries and wailsAre
hurled invain acrossthe wildof sea,That
listens carelessly untotheir woesAnd
stillroars onin cruel mockery.And
firesblaze forth, and burninglights that flit 27Kaupeepec
Among
the palms, until the fleeing land Leavesall aroundthebarge a raging wildOf
sea.Two
days are gone, andHina
lies, All misery anddull despair, withinThe home
of that remorselessscourge betweenWhom
and herrace there burns undying hateWithin a
room
thatglows withsoft clear lightOf
thekukui
nut, she weeps alone.All therich booty of that early
day
Was
there, torn with redhand
andruthless strifeFrom
each reluctantisle.The
walls are drapedWith
precious mats of costly dye, andhung With
pendent leisof shell and polished nut.The
massivebeams
thatshow
aboveloom
out In thedim
light,brightstainedwith pleasing hue.Placed next the wall a couch, thick-strewn with sweet
Seagrass, and rarestkapa, soft asfoam
And
fragrant with thebreath ofmanj
T blooms.Upon
thefloor, thickmats; and throughtheroom Are many
graceful ornaments of shellAnd
ivory, and calabashes ofRare woods; and drinking cups, and vessels carved
In stoneand wood, and priceless featherwork,
That
tell ofmany
awrong
throughout the isles.28
And
as she weeps, uneomfbrted, aloneThere comes thefall of feet, the hanging shakes
Along
thewall, its heavyfolds are drawn,
And
lo! Kaupeepee!Iyow shelies,
Her
form pressed tothecouch,all misery
He
pauses, held before hergriefinawe
And
then: «o
Hina,weep
not thus.My
heart Is torn tosee theelie so sad. I loveForget, and
some
day »Up
she in wrathAnd,pouringforthfierce thoughts, confronted him.
"Notthat!
Thou
hatedman
of blood!Not
that'Or
liberty or death. I hate thee! Thou'Whose
hands butnow
arecrimsonedwith thelifeOf
all these isles! Nay, giveme
death; for well Iknow
that neverwill thy hatedhand
Unclasp its hungrygrip. Yea, give
me
death!Oh how
I hate; thefury ofmy
hateWill rend me. Couldstthou
know
thedepthofallMy
loathing, thou wouldst,woman
though I be In fury smiteme-thou
thatart noman!
"^
She spake, and once again she sank.
Then
he-O
Hina, well Iknow
thatthy great griefNot
thouthyself, doth speak. Bear withme
yet Awhile, and I will brieflyshow
theeallMy
heart.29
Kaopeepec
"
Thou
knowesthow
theseisleswere once But peopled withmy
blood, that dweltsecure.Then came
this alien line,who
withslow craftAnd
cruelwar
have ravished allthe land,And
brokenallmy
people, save a fewThat
dwellin scattered landsof little worth.All this, while yet achild, I saw, and held Within
my
heart red hate.And when
the timeWas
nearthat I shouldrule, I yieldedup
My
dueof birth, thechiefly office andThe
people for revenge.And
allthese yearsOf
blood have been butto repay in kind.And when
I heardof theeand all thy prideOf
matchless beauty, forth Icame
to fillRevenge.
"I
came
to thee in hate, but now, Behold, Icome
in love.O
Hina, dostThou
think thatI,who
tookmy
lifeto gainA
prize, will give itlightly up?And
shall Iwhen my
hate and love both bidme
keep?Beloved, dost not thou, too,
know,
not chanceHath met
us twain?No common man am
I:No common woman
thou.The
gods allwillWe
love, andHina
be itso."He
paused,And
through theroom was
silence, save thelow Dullmoaning
fromthe couch, and voicesof30
The
restlesswind
without.And
slow time stayed,Yet
they two were unmoved, until at lengthThe moaning
sank andfeebly passed away.And when
the wastingflamewas
casting blackAnd
wierdly dancingshapes along thefloor,She
looked, andsaw
indeed nocommon
man.His mighty
manhood
toweredaloft, and inThe
failinglight shetraced the massive thewsAnd
godlikemouldings of his perfect form.And, in his noblebrow, she read noughtelse
But
majesty and godly manliness.Then, in her inmostheart, she
knew
thegodsWould
have itso.But on the night thewinds Bore
Hina
far away, and wrought thedoom That
Uliknew
to be, confusion raged.As,
when
the hive is spoiled its sweetness, fierceExcitement swells aloud, and blindly drives,
From
out theplunderedhome
the raging hordesThat
whirl themselves inburning fury toAnd
fro, enraged atalltheworld, in vain.So
on thecoast ofOwhyhee,
the fierceLoud
cry for vengeancewentaloft, and wild Dishevelledwomen
ranged thedark, andsentThe
weird longmoan
of wailing through the night;31
Kaupeepee
And men
put forth in haste along the coast,And
by the paling moon, that leagued with wrong,Groped
vainly through the gorges of thecliffs.And
Hakalanileo, hewhose
prideHad
nothing feared thecoming
doom, and scornedImpending
fate, raged through the night, aflameWith
useless fury,mad
with hate, and tornWith
longingfor the love hisprowess couldNot
hold.So
raged heon tilldawn was
near,To
little purpose, purposeless—
enragedWith
grief. Then,with the light, began aquestThroughout
the isle that left no place un-searched;
And
aftermany
days,came
tohishome
Allbroken with despair.
Then
cried he toDark
Uli: "Woman,
ye whose sight sees throughThe coming
years, revealme
wheretoseekHer whom
Imourn!" Then
Uli, auguress, Replied: "The
end is hidden from me; forTo
see were to reveal, and thwart thedoom.Long
have I gazedupon
thetimeto come, But only this ismine
tosay: 'She,whom Ye
seek, dothlive, andwhen
the gods shall will,32
The
windsshall bear her back again.Than
this,All elseis darkness.' "
Then
in sorrow went Great Hakalanileo back, and withA
band of proof, passed overallthe isles,And came
to everychief andtold the wrong,And
his great sorrowgothim
aid.And when He came
totemple, there, if sohe might Appease theangry godswhom
he hadscorned,He
sacrificed and offeredpriceless gifts In vain.And
every ancient one that tracedThe
destiny ofman among
thestarsWas
asked in vain. For allwas
darkened.Thus
At
length, hegothim
back, despairingof His search of two longyears.Then
fora timeHe
lived in weariness, until his griefThat
would notdie, dravehim
in madness forthThrough
all theislesagain, till onceagain His fury spent itself inpart, togrow Anew
into agoad todrivehim
outOnce
more.And
thus wereslowly wasted, onA
score of years, until, before itstime,The snow was
on his brow, andall his strength, Save that of loveand hate, was well-nigh spent.33
Kaupeepee
Now
all these years thesons ofHina came To
manhood.Kana
first of birth, aman Of
artand strategy,whose
towering bulk Stood greatamong
themighty race of chiefs;And
bold Niheu, aman
of valiant deed,Whose
massive thews had held the furious tideOn many
astubborn day.And
yearby year,As
Uli told the wrong, thesevowed
their livesUnto
revenge, and lived forthis oneend.And
Uli, ancientaugur, through theyears,With
awful riteand incantation fell,Each god
invoked in vain. Fortimewas
not Fulfilled, and allwas
dark.Till on a day,
The
brotherscame anew
tovow
revengeTo
Uli, and tohear pronounced thespellThat venomed
their black hate.And
as she calledOn
every god, behold a rigor seizedHer
frame, and thus she stood without-stretchedarm
And
shaded eyes, that looked fardown
the longDrawn
misty way, and cried:"The
veil has passed!
Behold, on fell
Haupu's
rock, herwhom Ye
seek!"So
spake and foaming fell.34
Kau peepee
Then came Those
two fiercemen
unto their aged sire,Great Hakalanileo, crying both:
"
The
darkened veil has lifted, and beholdHaupu's
walls, thy wifeour mother, hold,"Then
he:"Not
so. Forthree years sinceIcame To
thatredscourge, Kaupeepee, who,My wrong
delivered, straightwayoffered aid,And
threw hisstrongholdopen to me, ifSo
be Iwishedto view. Yetdid not I,Believing in thevery frankness of
The man."
Then
spake Niheu: "Look
ye fortruthFrom him whose
everyact untohis race
Hath
been but bloodand cruelty? Despite This very frankness isshe there.And we
Will tearthis haughty bird fromhis foul nest,And
fling his hatedbrood tofeed thesea,
And
sate thealtars ofourgods."Then
spake Great Hakalanileo:"Do
yourwill.The
peopleand
theland areyours in this;Yetbide I here. Yours be the battleand
The
victory beyours.The
flood of timeHas
gone well-nigh above me, andmy
daysAre
almost told. Yet shall I notgo hence Untilmy Hina
come.Go
ye and bring."35
Kaopeepee
Then
wenttheword
ofbattlethrough theland,And
every chiefwithin thegroup thathadA
cause against thefoe,was
straightway bid,So
be revenge weregood,come
sate his lust.Then
sudden expedition seized theisles,And
through the scattered coastswas
heard, by nightAnd
day, themurmur
ofthecoming
war.And
spears ofwondrous
sizewereshaped,inlength Three men, andclubsofstonewrung
fromthe rock,And
endlesscountofsmooth-groundstonestoslingUpon
thefoe; and fleet canoes werewrought
In haste from boles of mighty bulk, that, borneFrom unknown
worlds,thewelcome
seamade
gift;And
massive barks oftwo-foldlengthwereshaped,To
right thewrong
of thirty savage years.And now
the mighty force, with allits storeOf
war, ismet and ready toembark, But first the awfulgods mustbe invoked,And many
struggling victimssacrificedWith
cruelrite, until they be appeased.Then
in thedawn
the fleet of war, that countsUpon
twelvehundred barks, and darkens allThe
sea, puts out fromOwhyhee
tomake The
southern shoreof Molokai, for thereThe
succors from the islesof farWahoo, And
Maui,and
the scattered landsthatbearThe
scar of thatred brand of Molokai,Are
met.36
And
inthevan is Uli—
sheWho
told ofcomingdoom
and leadsrevenge.High
on thedeck of a long barkthat breaksThe wave
with sterntwinprow, shesitsandpeersWith
eager eye fardown
theway
of time.Her
wasted form is bent beneath theflowOf
untold 5^ears, whosemany
lines cutdeepThe
haggard face.Her
hair blows looseuponThe wind —
acloud of whitest foam that throwsAbout
thebrow
ofsome
black time seared rockOf
Molokai.A
witheredarm
israisedAbout
thedimming
eye, to clear theway Of
fate.And
all around aremysticcharmsThat
rule thedays of man, and imagesOf
hideous shape,whose
awful lust will be Appeasedwith curs'dHaupu's
blood.Upon
A
hearth of stoneand earth, there blazesatHer
feet, thefire, that nevermay
be quenched Untilthe end of savagedoom
become,Which
throws weird odors tothe air in cloudsOf
heavy smoke.Next
come, in ponderous barkThat
cleaves the rollingwave
beneath the thrustOf
two longlines of blades, thesons of Hina.On
theirbrows rich helmets blaze beneathThe
sun, all golden with thesacred plumes.And
on their stalwartshoulders pricelesscloaksOf downy
featherwork, thatfall beneathThe
knee, all gorgeouswith thedazzling sheen37
Kaupeepee
Of
black and crimson plumes.And
far aloft Is flung a blood red pennon to thewind That
the fell landmay know.
And
last the long Extended fleetofwar
canoes sweeps on,As
drivesthe pallcastby
the scudding cloudAthwart
a sunlit plain.The
dip of twiceTen
thousandbladesthrows backthemorningsun,And
far above, inpompous
pride, swellsoutThe
brightexpanse of nigh a thousand matsTo
leash the northern wind.Thus
all thatdayThe coming war
thrusts sternly on towardsThe
land of hate; andnow
the garish orbOf
day glidesdown
within theruggedcloudsThat hang
abovethedistant rim of sea, Until calm nightenfolds the gratefulworld,And
darkness slowly deepens, and the barks Butloom asphantoms
gliding throughthe night.When
lo! fromout thetremblingwest, thereglowsA wondrous
light, which creeping gently o'erThe
face of night, with faintestcrimson linesThe
fleecyclouds, until atlength ittintsThe
distanteast.And
brightergrowsthenight, Until the silveredclouds areall aglowWith
softest crimson in a burnished sky,And
all the west is butone ruddy gold.38
Then, with asuddencry, theresprings athwart
The
gorgeousnight a gaunt blackform withhairUpon
thewind
and withered arms upraisedUnto
the skies, that cries theend of doom."
Haupu!
thou accursed land of hate!Thy
cruelties recoilupon
thee, andBehold, the brand is lighting!
Land
of woe,That
liftest thy proud headinto theskies,And
vauntest in thy lengthof savagedeeds,Thy
dayofprideissettingin a westOf
universal red; and after that,Chill night, the fearandsilence ofthe place
Of
death, shall compass thee forevermore."
And
thou, Kaupeepee,whose
viletongue Could fawn in falsest friendship ontheman That
thou hadstwronged,whose
savage barkhas left
A
trail of blood through allthe seas, behold!By
these darkrites, Iwreak
thy finaldoom!And
all thy people doneto deathby
spearAnd
flame, Igive thee tothe willofthese Fiercemen whom
thy redhand
hast wronged.Yet is
My
perfect hate unsatisfied, forstillWill I pursue thee to that placewhere thou Shalt passfrom hence, andin the depths of Po, Shall
come upon
theemy
fierce powertohound Thee
evermore."39
Kaupeepee
She
paused, and on thefireThat
smoulderedat herfeet, shethrew a dust.And now
thehungry
flamesleap tothe heightAround
her hands, to sink and hissingriseAs
those gaunttalons swiftly lift and fall.And
ever asshe gave theawful rite,A
fearful incantation fell inthatWeird
tongueofthe firsttime,which
nonebutshe Couldframe,whose
tellingloosed the joints ofallThat
heard with fear.And
from the fadingskyThe
glory slowly passed, anddarkness fell;And
through theair therewent
thechilly touchOf
night.And
allthe wild of sluggish seaWas
silent, save the lapping ofthewave And
tapping of the cords above.Now when Kaupeepee
heard the bruitofwar
To
come, heknew
the time of final fight.And
passed untothat chiefwho
late hadcome Unto
thesway
of Molokai, towhom
Himself hadrendered rightof birth,
and
said:"Oh
brother, the full tideof blood of allThese savageyears flowsback
upon my
land.A
mighty hostof war, from allthe landsThat know my
hand, issoon to putto sea.40
Kaupeepee
"
And now
Iknow my
day iscome, forthisThe
gods havetold. Yet would I leave untoOur
kin, untouched, this isleof Molokai:The
heritage of our long lineof sires.Now
therefore, brother, sincethis foemay
notBe
stayed,make
thoualeague withthem
andgiveThem
passagetoHaupu's
landthrough thine.So
shall this land beleft untoourseed Unscathed, and so revengeshall light onme
Alone.
'
'But
now
Iknow we
nevermore
Shall meet, forI go hence. Yet fear I not, Foreverhave I seen this day. But e'er
That
time, shall be a fight, such as there ne'erHas
been indays ofman. Then
shalt thou hearHow
I, Kaupeepee, fell. Farewell."So
spake and slowlypassed.Meanwhile
the strengthOf
allthe distant coasts iscome
to land.Two
thousand barks well forth theirmen —
swarm
Of
fliesattracted by thecoming
death.And now
is senttohim who
swayedthat landTo
givethem
passageto the foe;which
straight Is granted.Then
the host, that nightencamps Upon
the shore; and Kana, hewho
leadsThe
sea,nextmorn
putsfromthelandand rounds41
Kaupeepee
The
islewith half a thousandwar
canoes.And
fierce Niheu, acrossthe rugged isle,Leadshis wild hordesof aliens, till the
dawn Shows him upon
thesummit
of the hillsThat
closeHaupu
in; and, lookingdown,He
sees thelong black lineof Kana's barks Stretched wide, amighty
arch, farout toseaAround
the land of hate.And
one broughtword, In fear, aboutthe morning watch, to braveKaupeepee
thatthe hills and seasAre
blackwith war, towhom
he smiling said:'
'
So
shallour spearsnot miss! " Butwhen He saw
the mighty force on landand
water,Kaupeepee knew
theday ofdoom
Was
near.And,
lookingdown
from outThe
hills, darkUliknew
theday ofdoom Was
come, and standing on a riven pileOf
rock against the sky, shefiercely raisedHer
haggard armsand
wildlycursedThe
foe.Meanwhile, that chief Niheu, has sent
To
brave Kaupeepee, thedemand,His mother, Hina, straight be yielded up.
42
To whom
thatnobleone replied: "Come
thou.With
all thyhungry
horde, andtake!"Then, with
A
countlessband of warriors, fierceNiheu
Descended from the hillsand threatened allHaupu's
rear, andwildly ranged aroundThe
walls, and harassedallthe line ofwar
Inpetty fight, ifso he might distractThe
foefrom sea.Butall that morn, the
war
ThatKana
leads has bided silentonThe
watch; andnow
it flings,upon
awave Of
monstrousbulk, farup
the surging gorge.Then, dashing through the foam, the shore is
gained.
With
wildtriumphant yell, the feeble fewWho
guard the long canoes andbar the way,Go
under inthe frenzied rush.And now The
valued barks are reached, and withhuge
rocks
And
ruthlessclubs theirfragile sidesare crushed.And
on thedreaded barge,whose
hated keelHas
reddened every sea, the raging foeDash
wildly in their frantic hate, and hackItsruddy thwarts with axe and club. But now,
While
yet the flood of blindrevenge holdsthem
Forgetful of the foe, therocks above43
Kaupeepee
Descend
upon them
as they rage beneath,And
all along that frowning blackenedcliff,The
earth istorn and trembles withthe weightOf
fallingdeath; and all the gorge is chokedWith
blinding dustwhich
slowly clears.Then
down
The
rocky way, withspear, and club, an axe,Kaupeepee
hurlsupon
the foe.And now
thetroubled watersof the gulchAre
crimsoned with the life of shattered men,And
closelypacked with hideous forms, that toss In awful helplessnessupon
its waves,And
turn, with every heavingof the sea,Their limbs and staring faces to the day.
And,
struggling wildly in thecrimson foam,The
remnant seekto right the barks that have Escaped the general wreck, while ravingon TheirflanksKaupeepee
hangs with hisFierce
maddened
horde,who
club, and hack, and thrust,Theircruel
weapons
in the struggling flesh.But Kana, he
who
led the fatal day, Strovevaliantly, like to agod,and
held His panicked men, and ragedamong
the foeWith
dreadfulcarnage.Whom
hecrossed,heslew.And
fainwould
heKaupeepee
meet, But gods will not, forever as thesway
44
Of
battlebroughtthem
nigh, the heavytideOf
execution stayedtheir feet and held.At
length the sated slayers slowlytire,And
Kana, towering far above, withdraws His broken few within theshattered barks,And
so regains thesea, withdeed of might Thatholdsthe foe appalled.From
thencehetears Vast boulders from the bed of sea, and hurlsThem
fiercely on thethwarted foe.And
he, Kaupeepee,saw
and criedamazed
With
admiration:"This
is Kana! IHave
heard of him. I^o, hetoois a man!"Then
wentthesavagebandwithreddenedsignsOf
war,among
the heapsof vanquished foe,And
such as yethad life received the axeAnd
spear. Yet werethefewlessscathed reservedTo
fillthe waiting altars ofthegods.And,thusadornedwith goreandstrugglingprey,
Haupu's
walls receivedthem
back.And
allThat
nightwas
crimsonedwith triumphant fires;And
frenziedjoy and fierce defiancepassedUpon
the winds, to tellthe host without,What welcome
waited such ascame
unlookedTo
grimHaupu's
rock.Meanwhile
thecamp Of
theenleagued chiefswas
wildlymoved
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