[Footnote 288: _Manu’a-kepa_. A sandy, grass-covered meadow on the opposite side of the river from Kupa-koili.] [Footnote 289: _Maha-moku_. A sandy beach near the mouth of the river, on the same bank as Manu’a-kepa.] [Footnote 290: _Mono-lau_. That part of the bay into which the river flows, that is used as an anchorage for vessels.] [Footnote 291: _Lani-huli_. The side of the valley Kilauea of Wai-oli toward which the river makes a bend before it enters the ocean.] [Footnote 292: _Kau-ka-opua_. Originally a phrase meaning “the cloud-omen hangs,” has come to be used as the proper name of a place. It is an instance of a form of personification often employed by the Hawaiians, in which words having a specific meaning—such, for instance, as our “jack-in-the-box”—have come to be used as a noun for the sake of the meaning wrapped up in the etymology. This figure of speech is, no doubt, common to all languages, markedly so in the Hawaiian. It may be further illustrated by the Hebrew name Ichabod—“his glory has departed.”] [Footnote 293: _A kau ka La, i na pali_. When stands the sun o’er the pali, evening or late in the afternoon. On this part of Kauai the sun sets behind the mountains.] [Footnote 294: _Wai-a-ma’o_. The land-breeze, which sometimes springs up at night.] [Footnote 295: _Wai-pá_. A spot on the bank of the stream where grew a pandanus tree, _hala_, styled _Ka-hala-mapu-ana_, the hala-breathing-out-its-fragrance.] [Translation.] _Song_ Up to the streams in the wildwood, Where rush the falls Molo-kama, While the rain sweeps past Mala-hoa, I had a passion to visit 5 The forest of bloom at Koili, [Page 134] To give love-caress to Manu’a, And her neighbor Maha-moku, And see the waters flash at Mono-lau; My hand would quiet their rage, 10 Would sidle and touch Lani-huli. Grant me but this one entreaty, We’ll meet ’neath the omens above. Two flowers there are that bloom In your garden of being; 15 Entwine them into a garland, Fit emblem and crown of our love. And what the hour of your coming? When stands the Sun o’er the pali, When turns the breeze of the land, 20 To breathe the perfume of hala, While the currents swirl at Wai-pá.