Poems of Experience eBook

Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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You mean Kamehameha First, I’m sure. 
Yes, I am of his line.

RALPH

May it endure
Until the end of time; for you are great;
The world needs women like you.

[Girl turns to go.

RALPH

Oh, now wait! 
I want some flowers; please hang about my neck
A dozen lais; and give me half a peck
Of nice bouquets; then I will hire a band
And celebrate my entrance to your land. 
I’ll dance the Hula, up and down the street
And cry Aloha, to each girl I meet;
And if she frowns, and calls me cad, and churl,
I’ll shout, Long Live the New Hawaiian Girl —
Rah, rah, rah, Yale, Yale, Yale!

[A Hawaiian Band is heard approaching.]

Girl (laughingly, as she hangs lais about his neck)

Well, there’s your band; and since you are so kind,
To purchase all my flowers, I’ve half a mind
To favour you with, not the Hula, sir,
But something more refined, and prettier. 
I’ll teach it to you; ask the band out there
To play the Hula Kui dancing air;
Then follow all I do, and copy me. 
This is the way it starts, now one, two, three.

[After the dance ends, Ralph approaches the girl with tense face and speaks with great seriousness.]

Girl, though I do not even know your name,
Yet here I stand, and offer you my own;
It was for you I came, for you alone,
Across the half world.  I have never known
Forgetfulness, since first your face I saw. 
In coming here, I but obeyed Love’s law;
I thought it fancy, passion, or caprice;
I know now it is love.

Flower girl (with emotion)

I pray you, cease;
You do not understand yourself; go, go;

[Urges him towards exit.

Ralph (seizing her hand)

I will not go until I hear you say
That you remember even as I do
That brief encounter on the street one day.

[Flower girl turns her face away and tries to free her hand.]

Ralph (exultantly)

Oh, it is fate; and Fate we must obey.

[Takes ring from his finger.]

Let the ship go; but with my heart I stay.

[Attempts to place ring on girl’s finger.  She wrenches her hand free, and stands with both hands behind her as she speaks with suppressed emotion.]

The heart of every Island girl on earth
I think hides one sweet dream, and it is this;
To one day meet a man of higher birth —
To win his heart,—­to feel his tender kiss —
And sail with him to some far distant land. 
This too has been my dream; wherein your face
Shone like a beacon.

[Repels Ralph as he starts forward.]

But I know your race,
Too well, too well.  I know how such dreams end,
You could not claim me in your land, my friend,
For colour prejudice is rampant there.

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