"Sugar-cane, and tappa-cloth we offer to thy children: a bride, a wife, to thy favourite, to Maloka.
"Five sons thou hast borne in thy home, below; and one is humpbacked; thy favourite Maloka.
"A white man came from the lands beyond the sea: a pale-faced stranger; a wanderer to Hawaii.
"Of thy own accord thou chosest him a victim for thyself. He fell into thy trap. The white man's foot trod forbidden ground: the Floor of thy children, of thy children, the Hawaiians.
"In thy wrath, thou rosest to crumple him to ashes: thy flames soared upward like tongues of fire; dancing and surf-riding on the billows of flame, didst thou put forth thy red right hand to seize him.
"Come forward, Kea!"
The trembling girl came forward timidly.
Kalaua continued his awful chant once more, shaking his robe, and slowly dancing.
"A maiden rescued him: a mortal maiden. She stole the victim from the clutches of Pélé.
"No hand might save him against thy will: the force of a mortal avails not against the fiery might of a living goddess.