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BLUE the wreaths of smoke like drooping banners	A
From the flaming battlements of sunset	B
Hung suspended and within his whare	C
Hipe last of Ngatiraukawa's chieftains	D
Lay a dying Ringed about his death bed	E
Like a palisade of carven figures	A
Stood the silent people of the village	F
Warriors and women of his hapu	G
Waiting Then a sudden spilth of sunlight	H
Splashed upon the mountain peak above them	I
And it blossomed redly like a rata	J
With his people and the twilight pausing	K
Withering to death in regal patience	L
Taciturn and grim lay Hipe dying	K
Shuddering and green a little lizard	M
Made a ripple through the whare's darkness	N
Writhing close to Hipe Then a whisper	C
On the women's dry lips hesitated	O
As the ring of figures fluttered backwards	P
'T is the Spirit Thing that comes to carry	C
Hipe's tardy soul across the waters	A
To the world of stars And Hipe grimly	C
Felt its hungry eyes a glitter on him	Q
Then he knew the spirit world had called him	Q
Knew the lizard messenger must hasten	R
And would carry back a soul for answer	C
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Twenty days in silence he had listened	S
Dumb with thoughts of death and sorely troubled	T
For his tribe left leaderless and lonely	C
Now like sullen thunder from the blackness	N
Of the whare swept a voice untinctured	T
With a stain of sickness and the women	R
Breaking backwards shrieked in sudden terror	C
'T is the weird Thing's voice the greenish lizard	T
All impatient for the soul of Hipe	G
But the warriors in the shadow straightened	T
Drooping shoulders gripped their greenstone meres	N
And the rhythmic tumult of the war dance	N
Swept the great pah with its throbbing thunder	C
While their glad throats chanted E 't is Hipe	G
Hipe's voice that led us in the battle	U
Hipe young come back to lead us ever	C
Warriors and women of my hapu	G
Whirled the voice of Hipe from the darkness	N
I have had communion with the spirits	N
Listen while I chant the song they taught me	C
I have seen the coming end of all things	N
Seen the Maori shattered 'neath the onrush	V
Of the white faced strangers Like the flashing	K
Of the Sun God through the ranks of darkness	N
Like the Fire God rippling through the forest	T
Like the winter's silent blight of snowflakes	N
Lo the strange outbreak of pallid blossoms	N
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Sweeps this surging wave of stranger faces	N
Frothing irresistibly upon us	N
Lo the Pakeha shall come and conquer	C
We have failed the Gods are angry with us	N
See the withered autumn of our greatness	N
Old ancestral myths and sacred legends	N
That we deemed immortal priest and wizard	T
Died and yet their stories like a river	C
Through the long years ran on ever changeless	N
Shall be buried and the names long given	R
To each hill and stream and path and gully	C
Shall be like a yesterday forgotten	R
Blown like trembling froth before the sea breeze	N
And the gods that people all our islands	N
This great sea of presences immortal	U
Living real alert for charm or evil	U
Hurrying in every breeze and haunting	K
Heavy winged the vistas of the forest	T
Deluging the daylight with their presence	N
Teeming flooding brimming in the shadows	N
Shall be banished to their spirit regions	N
And the world be lorn of gods and lonely	C
And the Maori shall no long time linger	C
Ere a tardy exile he shall journey	C
To the under world Yet he shall never	C
Break before this influx but shall fight on	W
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Till a mangled thing the tide o'erwhelm him	Q
And my tribe the mighty Ngatiraukawa	X
Had they left one worthy chieftain only	C
Who could lead my people on to victory	C
Who could follow where my feet have trodden	R
Might yet rear their name into a pillar	C
Carved with fame until their stubborn story	C
From the mists of legend broke tremendous	N
Flaming through the chilly years to follow	Y
With a sunset splendour huge heroic	Z
Yes the time is yours to rear a nation	R
From one conquering tribe the Ngatiraukawa	X
But my pah is leaderless and lonely	C
I am left the last of Maori chieftains	N
And the gods have called me now to lead them	I
In their mighty battles There is no one	R
Worthy now to wield my dying mana	J
So he ceased and tremulous the silence	N
Sighed to voice in one long wail of sorrow	Y
So it was the truth that Hipe taught them	I
None was left to lead them on to victory	C
None could follow where his feet had trodden	R
Then by name old Hipe called the chieftains	N
Weakling sons of that gaunt wrinkled giant	T
Stunted saplings blanching in the shadow	Y
Of the old tree's overarching greatness	N
One by one he called them and they shivered	T
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For they knew no answer to his question	R
Can you lead my people on to victory	C
Can you follow where my feet have trodden	R
One by one a great hope burned within them	I
And their feeble hearts beat fast and proudly	C
One by one a chill of terror took them	I
And the challenge on their lips was frozen	R
Then the old chief in his anger chaunted	T
Frenziedly a song of scorn of all things	N
And the frightened people of the village	F
Warriors and women of his hapu	G
Quavered into murmurs 'neath the whirlwind	T
Of his lashing words and then he fretted	T
Into gusts of anger and the lizard	T
Made a greenish ripple in the darkness	N
Shuddering closer to him And the people	U
Bending heard a whisper pass above them	I
Is there none to lead you on to victory	C
None to follow where my feet have trodden	R
Lo a sudden rumour from the edges	N
Of the silent concourse where the humblest	T
Of the village crouched in utter baseness	N
There among the outcasts one leapt upright	T
Clean limbed straight and comely as a sunbeam	A2
Eager muscles clad in tawny velvet	T
Eyes aflash with prescience of his power	C
Yet a boy untried in warriors' warfare	C
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Virgin to the battle And untroubled	T
Rang a daring voice across the darkness	N
Yes my people one there is to lead you	B2
I dare point you on to fame and victory	C
I dare tread where Hipe's feet have trodden	R
Yea and prouder sang the voice above them	I
I can promise mightier fame unending	K
I shall lead where Hipe dared not tempt you	B2
I shall make new footprints through the future	C
I the youth Te Rauparaha have spoken	R
On the boy who braved them stormed the people	U
Swept with fear and anger and they clamoured	T
Who so proudly speaks though not a chieftain	R
Rank and name and fame he has none how then	C2
Dare he lead when sons of chieftains falter	C
But the boy leapt forward to the whare	C
Clean limbed straight and comely as a sunbeam	A2
Eager muscles clad in tawny velvet	T
Eyes aflash with prescience of his power	C
Swinging high the mere he had fashioned	T
Out of wood and carven like a chieftain's	N
Aye and with the toy had slain a foeman	C2
Flinging fiery speech out like a hailstorm	D2
If ye choose me chieftain I shall lead you	B2
Down to meet the white one on the sea coast	T
Where his hordes shall break like scattered billows	N
From our wall of meres Him o'erwhelming	K
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I shall wrest his flaming weapons from him	Q
Fortify for pah the rugged island	T
Kapiti then like a black hawk swooping	K
I shall whirl upon the Southern Island	T
Sweep it with my name as with a tempest	T
Overrun it like the play of sunlight	T
Sigh across it like a flame till Terror	C
Runs before me shrieking And our pathway	X
Shall be sullen red with flames and bloodshed	T
And shall moan with massacre and battle	U
Quenching every foe beneath my mana	C2
Tribe shall stand with tribe till all my nation	C2
Like a harsh impassive wall of forest	T
Imperturbably shall front the strangers	N
And with frown inscrutable shall wither	C
All this buzz and stir of stinging insects	N
That persist about us then our islands	N
Garlanded with peace are ours for ever	C
Then the name of	E2

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