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 Cheered by a cloudless sun; and ever to left and right,

Bursting surge on the reef, drenching storms on the height.

So the folk of Vaiau sailed and were glad all day,

Coasting the palm-tree cape and crossing the populous bay

By all the towns of the Tevas; and still as they bowled along,

Boat would answer to boat with jest and laughter and song,

And the people of all the towns trooped to the sides of the sea

And gazed from under the hand or sprang aloft on the tree,

Hailing and cheering. Time failed them for more to do;

The holiday village careened to the wind, and was gone from view

Swift as a passing bird; and ever as onward it bore,

Like the cry of the passing bird, bequeathed its song to the shore—

Desirable laughter of maids and the cry of delight of the child.

And the gazer, left behind, stared at the wake and smiled.

By all the towns of the Tevas they went, and Pápara last,

The home of the chief, the place of muster in war; and passed

The march of the lands of the clan, to the lands of an alien folk.

And there, from the dusk of the shoreside palms, a column of smoke

Mounted and wavered and died in the gold of the setting sun,

"Paea!" they cried. "It is Paea." And so was the voyage done.

In the early fall of the night, Hiopa came to the shore,

And beheld and counted the comers, and lo, they were forty score: 18