At all times weaving its mantle.
Aye Puna’s a land of splendor,
Proudly bedight with palm and lehua;
Beauteous above, but horrid below,
And miry the plain of Mau-kele.
Apua upturned, plod on to Mau-kele.
Mele
Kau lilua i ke anu Wai-aleale;
He maka halalo ka lehua makanoe; [237]
He lihilihi kuku ia no Aipo, [238] e;