Volume 6 / Part 2 — A Loving Song for the Seminary.
Reading edition
Deep regards, seminary, our mother of education,
Our mother of this place,
Our mother of the hot days,
Our mother of the dust,
Our mother of the cold weather that chills the skin, 5.
The parent of the scattering rain,
The mother of the grass glittering in the sun,
Our regret for thee as thy children leave thee with love,
My mother of the orphanage period in the hot and cold weather.
Thou art cold, my love, 10.
The sun was above and you were below,
Regard to you, O united fame,
My loving mother of the barren hill,
My mother of the pleasant breeze,
My mother of the sea-breeze, 15.
My mother when at play,
My mother when at work,
My mother in the ascent of steep cliffs,
And the trail of Kuia and Makili, 20.
My mother of the pattering lehua rain.
Makili was the mother of the fog of Kuia,
You were known by the things made by you.
Be compassionate to the woman with child,
The mother who conceives frequently, 25.
You have conceived these four or five years,
You have long conceived
And your time of delivery is at hand.
You fell ill O pregnant woman,
The approach of birth is released, 30.
The red rain of birth is near,
Your time of labor is one of these days.
My love to you and the rest of your children,
Our love for our younger brothers,
Our loving mother of the red dust, 35.
Our loving mother, farewell.
Farewell to thee, I return to the dry place,
And the two-masted schooner which shadowed thee, farewell.
Your face is hid, we cannot see you, our beloved,
Our younger brother whom we love, who saw the place through you, 40.
Ate at this hot and barren place.
If I searched for you here I should find you,
And by letters would you be found.
Memories of school, devotion, lunch, roaming, sleeping, playing, and working time.
If you searched there you would find us, 45.
Memories of our parents, farewell to you all.