THE LONE KAWAU.

Hawke's Bay Times, Volume IV, Issue 199, 4 November 1864, Page 3

THE LONE KAWAU.

(From the Canterbury Evening Mail.) Air, —“ Widow Malowk.” Oh! did you hear that the Maoris are gone?—Ochone I They have left the Kawau every one; On a fine Sabbath-day they were summoned to pray, But man, woman, and child all wore gone,—Ochone I They had vanished like mist every one. When the church-bell rung out loud and clear, —0 dear 1 Sav itself no sound falls on the ear, how queer! Like a funeral knell sound the tones of that bell For the Maoris “ departed”; ’twas clear, —Too clear! That day’s service no native would hear. Then the languid mangai* did cry,—o flo 1 “ These Maorics so bashful and shy—My eye ! Have left pastor and church and us all in the lurch, And are olfto renew there war-cry.— Whawkai It And for nlu% renew the j chawhai. U7ta.tama§ is our portion down hero, —That’s clear I Spades.blankets, and boots, club and spear—o dear! Each non esl inventus, all the traps that F— sent us. Are gone with the Maoris, I fear,—l fear 1 And will ne’er at Kawau reappear." When the news reached the Government seat-What a cheat 1 Was the sound that Hew round every street, so fleet IVent the news of escape, setting people agape. Bid you ev— ? “ N'o 1 nev—!” as men meet, —And greet. So hurried were all in the strset. Then up spake the G r G y,—” I say If I had had only my own way, own way, These fugitives now would be safe at Kawau— But you ministers worked the wrong way,—All astray I And now there’s the d 1 to pay. “ Quick, give me a ship—me bereft!—Bown there, Bind round me the threejblankets left, —Don’t stare! Each memento m(a)ori will tell its own story Of my kindness beyond all compare,—So rare I As we gaze on Lone Kawau so fair!" So, wrapped up la his blankets and grief, our chief Has sailed in the hope and belief, —(Vain belief!) That he’ll coax to Kawau the two hundred gone now—’Tis a small fee I’d risk on that brief, —(Poor brief!) Unless he sets thief to catch thief. There’s a moral belongs to this tale, —(’Tis stale!) But can cut like the toil of a whale, —(Or a flail.) [sleep—- ’’ If your prisoners you’d keep, you must watch and not Or, like Kawau, each prison-fence, and rail, and gaol, Will be void by the law of ‘ Leg Bail.’ ’’ NX ” MaNAWAPA.” Christchurch, 26th Sept.