" Taheia , the pit of the night crawls with treacherous things, Spirits of ultimate air and the evil souls of things ;
The souls of the dead, the stranglers, that perch in the trees of the wood, Waiters for all things human, haters of evil and good."
" Rua , behold me, kiss me, look in my eyes and read ;
Are these the eyes of a maid that would leave her lover in need? Brave in the eye of day, my father ruled in the fight ;
The child of his loins, Taheia , will play the man in the night."
So it was spoken, and so agreed, and Taheia arose
And smiled in the stars and was gone, swift as the swallow goes; And Rua stood on the hill, and sighed, and followed her flight, And there were the lodges below, each with its door alight; From folk that sat on the terrace and drew out the even long S
