In the month born of Ikiiki. [201] The heaven above is panting [for breath], The rain for the month is far removed, Far driven away is the rain. The earth is suffering as one in travail. The mountain trembles, the flood gushes with violence; It is indeed stormy for the lands are overturned and floating, The breast of the isle is floating On the dividing current of Kuala. Of Kanaiki of the isle, For the sound of crackling is heard, It is the chiefs on the place of prayer, They are the people of the sacred house Within the confines of mana, [202] the lizard. [203] One belonging to Hina, taken by Haloa. Excellent Kalani, he is being delayed. Boasting of his being a great favorite When the word came to him To take charge of his kingdom, For the chief was of the month of Ikiiki, of Kaaona; Of Hanaia, of Hinaiaeleele. Thence came Piikea the wife of Umi, She was the first-born of Laielohelohe, Given birth through Piilani. Lonopii [204] was born, a male. Kihapiilani was born, a male, Given birth through Piilani, Kihapiilani, Kalanilonaakea. [Of] light [205] skin [and] white loin cloth. Kihapiilani shall see bitterness. There were four from Laielohelohe; [206] They possessed the border [207] of the tabu Of Kalamaku, of Kauhiholua, Of Kauhiholua, of Lupeikalani. It was Nalu that spun the fish-line of Makalii, [208] The fish-line of three strands which excels in length. The chief is like a hidden strand Which was caught at Miloa by Hanauane. Kuhihewa [209] was then born. Kaihikapu [210] of Kuhihewa was the younger, Kaihikapu with the thick skin, Crackled skin [211] crackled by the kapus. The thick, ugly skin of the chief Mano, [212] Mano, of the sharp skin, the rough skin, Like the roughness of the pumpkin leaf Like the roughness of the rough-skinned fish, The peculiar skin of Mano, he of the hard forehead. [213] The seed of Mano, belonging to Mano Is the loin product of Mano. Together with Nohoamakalii, [214] Mano lived and cohabited with Pulanaieie; [215] Kalanipiilani [216] was his child The only offspring [217] of Manookalanipo. [218] The eyes are like two kindly chiefs Who are haughty in their lofty position. The light showers of the summer Were scattered [219] on the plain of Kailo. Calmness is seen at Hauoa of Keawe, Gathering on the heated road. The calm and clearness have reached you two. Drooping is the diminutive of Puna, Puna of the angry eyes, The guardian of Kahinanalo The isle of Ohikihokolio, Previously secured for my chief; For the sand crab; [220] let joy prevail, The long-lived chief, watch over him.