Vainly I strive for the goal beyond this sad, sweet world.
Rest for eternity.
Grant then, Oh! Lord, the enlightenment of sorrow,
That gentle faith which comes through grief alone;
Ripened in hours of darkest tribulation,
When my poor soul stood face to face with Thee.
A MAIDEN OF TE PITO TE HENUA,
AN ISLAND IN THE SOUTH PACIFIC.
On her beautiful puoka (head)