The Ancient History of the Maori, His Mythology and Traditions. Nga-Puhi [Vol. X, English]
Chapter VI
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Chapter VI
The moon has Risen o'er the horizon. 1 verse Wait o friend We two will stand And see the weed of Maui (death) To whom is left The axe, the sound Of which is heard Resounding in the gloom Of forest Mangemange 2 verse He brought it here Into O-rua To the home Of the Ti-whana 3 verse Yes the beloved Has heard the news, O daughter mine Where is thy party now That thou might hear The babbling tide That murmurs North At the Karaka. 4 verse My grand canoe In which I joyed To sail beyond The jutting points, Turn round and then look Look back, when thou Hast gained the North And look up at the Sun And at noble Ti-maru (Nga-ti-maru tribe) A dirge.