Man, like the roof-pole, strangles in smoke;
Puna chokes with the steam of the Woman;
How groan the lehuas of Ka-li’u!
A quivering flame enwraps Apua.
Mine eyes are blinded at the sight
Of the forest-circle of Ho’o-kú;
Nahunahu is swallowed up in the rack.
Puna, how scarred! by the Goddess ravaged!
Olueä’s uplands quiver with heat—
What ravage! its rocky strata uptorn;