TRIOLETS 5 ofHatoaii ' 9 Charles Eugene Banks }r3 B I ■"'I' Class J^ S\Q 6' 4 Book._H5ij4_ CopyrigM^_J92/ ■ coP/2 COEXRIGHT DEPOSIT. ' te cover waii paper Co., Ltd., from the ci formerly mar tion, conceived the idea of making this paper and covering the young sprouts of cane with it for protection from the weeds. It has now been adopted by pineapple companies as well. Thousands of miles of this paper cover rows of young growing cane on the Olaa plantation HEARTBEATS OF HAWAII By CHARLES EUGENE BANKS Author of "A Child of the Sun" "B]P Two and Two," etc. Published by Hawaii Post-Herald, Limited Hilo, Hawaii C/V^(w^ ^ n'A^^ .3. ^iAiAiSF£RS£0 FRO* OOPYKlfiHT OFFlOi NO^ -4 1921 Copyright. 1921, hi) Hawaii Post-Herald, Ltd., Hilo, HaWax r / EAST AND PFEST ' Amid the rich exotic blooms V^ Of Fair Hawaii's verdant shores, ^P Above the land of ancient tombs. Floats free the flag our heart adores. And dark and fair through Hilo streets Our people cosmopolitan. In many tongues, with concord greets The day of higher thought for man. Ho, ye whose fears the future fret. Behold, the East and West have met! FRANCOIS VILLON'S ART He who would write a triolet Must Francois Villon's art renew, Must catch a fairy in his net, He who would write a triolet Must after Master Villon set In cobweb mesh a drop of dew. He who would write a triolet Must Francois Villon's art renew. Page Seven TRIOLET Life is itself a triolet, Affection smiles on either side; On nothing is the vision set, Life is itself a triolet, We think this thought the one, and yet There comes another thought to fret. To question, trouble and divide. Life is itself a triolet Affection smiles on either side. Page Eight CALLING A brigantine lies in the bay, Calling me: "Come out; come over!" Be strong my heart to say her nay — A brigantine lies in the bay, Her sails are up, the breezes play, And over yonder is my lover. A brigantine lies In the bay, Calling me: ''Come out; come over!" Page Nitie JUST FOR YOU When the song sparrow utters his song in the night To you, for you, just you ; I say is it fair, is it true, is it right When the song sparrow utters his song in the night That you should go prattling it out to the light? Is not absolute silence you cue When the song sparrow utters his song in the night To you, for you, just you? Page Ten MARGUERITE I wait to meet my Mrirguerite, A dainty lass is tht; As soft as apple blossoms beat Upon the sward her fairy feet Will come along the garden street To bring my love to me. I wait to meet my Marguerite, A blithesome lass is she. Pdffe EleVi VOICES OF EVENTIDE I love the wind, I love the sea, I love the cool, green palm ; God's voiceful messengers to me, I love the wind, I love the sea. With them my soul goes far and free- I love them storm and calm. I love the wind, I love the sea, I love the cool, green palm. Page Twelve ALOHA Give Hawaii but a touch of tenderness, You will get a song of rapture every time ; You'll unlose a melody with each caress, Give Hawaii but a touch of tenderness And a thousand happy heartbeats, more or less, Will arise to set a measure for your rhyme. Give Hawaii but a touch of tenderness You will get a song of rapture every time. Page Thirteen AN HAWAIIAN MAIDEN A crimson hibiscus she wore in her hair, Glossy and black as a raven's wing. Dainty and graceful and debonaire, A crimson hibiscus she wore in her hair, And out of the depths of her eyes a dare — Maile the maid of Hawaii I sing. A crimson hibiscus she wore in her hair, Glossy and black as a raven's wing. Page Fourteen THE TENNIS COURT By leafy trees 'twas well shut in, The tennis court A kiss — you cannot call it sin — By leafy trees 'twas well shut in, Was it my heart he tried to win, Or was't in sport? By leafy trees 'twas well shut in, The tennis court. Page Fifteen JEANETTE As light as thistledown she danced, But not so light her heart. Ah, had that meeting never chanced — As light as thistledown she danced, Where music rang and jewels glanced. And laughed and played her part — As light as thistledown she danced, But not so light her heart. Page Sixteen SEA SONG In the land of the cocoa palms On the shore of the foam-flecked sea, With my httle brown maid in my arms In the land of the cocoa palms, Far away from the harsh world's harms There are songs and enow for me. In the land of the cocoa palms On the shore of the foam-flecked sea. Page Seventeen IN PASSING Two girls I saw in cosy nook, The light of laughter in their eyes. Soft babbling, like a merry brook, Two girls I saw in cosy nook, 'Twas but in passing, just a look, Yet youth came back 'neath happy skies. Two girls I saw in cosy nook, The light of laughter in their eyes. Page Eighteeji THE NOTE DISCORDANT Hawaii! Hawaii! how lovely you would be If mynah birds would only cease their chatter. Your waving palms, your tender skies, your ever singing sea, Hawaii ! Hawaii ! how lovely you would be With fragrant blooms the whole year round in every bush and tree — I can't tell half without I seem to flatter — Hawaii ! Hawaii ! how lovely you would be If mynah birds would only cease to chatter. Page Niiieteen BEWARE If ever the ship that sails away Shall call to your heart, beware! You may answer the call; but alas the day, If ever the ship that sails away Shall carry you out, for you will not stay, Or die out of longing there. Jf ever the ship that sails away Shall call to you heart, beware! Page Twenty WAITING Somewhere out yonder comes over the deep A ship with a letter for me. Here by the surf my lone vigil I keep, Somewhere out yonder comes over the deep— I wonder old world how it is you can sleep When such great things are to be! Somewhere out yonder comes over the deep A ship with a letter for me. Page Twenty-one MAKAI OR MAUKA Makai or mauka, she or thee, I'm slave to both your wills. One on the heights, one by the sea, Makai or mauka, she or thee. Free as the wave, as sunshine free, Ho to the sea — or hills — Makai or mauka, she or thee, I'm slave to both your wills. Page Twenty -two WATER NYMPHS The nymphs have flown the world, you say, And Pan is dead. Behold in nooks of Hilo Bay — The nymphs have flown the world, you say? There bright as sunbeams see them play. As stars o'er head! The nymphs have flown the world, you say, And Pan is dead. Page Twenty-three TWO BUDS Two buds peep at me as I pass, So sweet and fair they be — I wonder who's the fairer lass, — Two buds peep at me as I pass And Time turns back his hour glass And I am ten, not sixt5^-three. Two buds peep at me as I pass, So sweet and fair they be ! Page Twenty-four GYPSY WISDOM My palm a tented gypsy read, Demure, sly-smiling elf. "I see you are in love," she said. My palm a tented gypsy read — "Tell me with whom. Which one?" I plead. She whispered back: ''Yourself!" My palm a tented gypsy read. Demure, sly-smiling elf. Page Twenty-five TOWARD THE DAWN A presence fills the air today That speaks of morning, mild and blue, And toward the dawn my steps would stray — A presence fills the air today Yet here my longing footsteps stay Though there my dreams would all come true. A presence fills the air today That speaks of morning, mild and blue. Page Tiuenty-six HAWAIIAN DIVERS Figures of bronze they pofse, they rise, Curve, flash and plunge into the sea; Swift pictures made for artist eyes. Figures of bronze, they poise, they rise, A moment flash against the skies, Like gods of perfect symmetry; Figures of bronze they poise, they rise, Curve, flash and plunge into the sea. Page Twetity-seven MISS-TAKEN She thought she knew her heart, And laughed at wooing, Till Cupid shot his dart She thought she knew her heart, But one swift arrow's smart Was her undoing. She little knows her heart Who laughs at wooing. Page Twenty -eight AN INTERLUDE Like Psyche dreaming o'er the keys, Such harmony was in her pose, No master melody could please Like Psyche, dreaming o'er the keys, No singing of the Pleiades, Nor whispered music of the rose, Like Psyche dreaming o'er the keys, Such harmony was in her pose. Page Tzve?ity-?iine AT THE BALL GAME The winged ball straight found its way To nestle at her feet. Far o'er the crowd who watched the play The winged ball straight found its way To where I long my heart to lay Before her, fair and sweet. The winged ball straight found its way To nestle at her feet. Page Thirty A SCOTCH LASSIE Amidst the trained exotic blooms She stood a simple flower; Appealing as the Scottish brooms, Amidst the trained exotic blooms Where pride and fashion filled the rooms, And haughty ruled the hour — Amid the trained exotic blooms She stood a simple flower. Page Thirty -one A MODERN KNIGHT He heard blind Cupid's bugle call And armed himself with bow and spear, So debonaire and straight and tall He heard blind Cupid's bugle call And hurried forth to win or fall, (For war is far and war is near), He heard blind Cupid's bugle call And armed himself with bow and spear. Pa^e Thirty-two AT THE BANQUET When eyes of blue — such roguish eyes, Are 'cross the table glancing Beneath dark lashes — who so wise, When eyes of blue — such roguish eyes. Demurely fall, demurely rise, To still the pulses dancing, When eyes of blue — such roguish eyes. Are 'cross the table glancing? Page Thirty-three RIVALS What though the girl you love be fair With eyes of heavenly blue ! My love is dark with raven hair, What though the girl you love be fair, You think none like her anywhere? — Ah, if my love you knew! What though the girl you love be fair With eyes of heavenly blue. Page Thirty-four NIGHT AND THE STARS Night and the stars! Alone I walk The green surf -laced Hawaiian shore, And yet, mayhap, old warriors stalk Night and the stars. Alone I walk, Unless with lovers whose low talk Thrilled here in those free days of yore, Night and the stars! Alone I walk The green surf-laced Hawaiian shore. Page Thirty-five THE POET A poet in a dreamy wood I met hard by the moonlit sea ; Like one entranced he prayerful stood, A poet in the dreamy wood Chanting this rhythm : 'All is good And flows into the heart of me!" A poet in a dreamy wood I met hard by the moonlit sea. Page Thirty-six KAZUKA Her name Kazuka, smiling there, Dark, softly dimpled, neat; Could I refuse a lass so fair, Her name Kazuka, smiling there? I stooped to touch her raven hair, This miss of five, so sweet. Her name Kazuka, smihng there, Dark, softly dimpled, neat. Page Thirty-seven PEACE Where Mauna Loa swells and falls, Another ocean in the sky, The Mysterj^ Eternal calls; Where Mauna Loa swells and falls Is peace serene that so enthralls My soul, 'tis there I long to fly Where Mauna Loa swells and falls. Another ocean in the sky. Page Thirty -eight DRAMA Crush life like the grape, Comes drama like wine; Dream figures take shape, Crush life like the grape, While the ignorant gape Lips kiss and eyes shine. Crusli life like the grape. Comes drama like wine. Page Thirty-nine A BUSY MAN A busy man I met today, A red rose in his hand. He stopped for just a bit to say, The busy man I met today, "This posie has a sweet bouquet, But I am hurried and — " A busy man I met today, A red rose in his hand. Page Forty MAUKA My heart is mauka with the birds, All singing in the trees ; I wrestle here with foolish words— My heart is mauka with the birds, A boy again wi'h flocks and herds. In clover to my knees — My heart is mauka with the birds. All singing in the trees. Page Forty-one A FAIRY SCENE Stand on the Wailuku bridge, Look mauka to the falls; The moon above the distant ridge, Stand on the Wailuku bridge, You see sprite, fairy, goblin, midge, And Pan melodious calls. Stand on the Wailuku bridge, Look mauka to the falls. Page Forty-two EXPECTANCY From out a palm tree's sombre shade I steal In my canoe, Beyond the cliff will come a maid From out a palm tree's sombje shade, A red hibiscus in her braid — If she be false or true — From out a palm tree's sombre shade I steal in mv canoe. Page Forty-three CHEER My brain was weary, I was sick at heart, I ope'd the door, a fragrant lei v.as there! Some one, I said would bid me do my part; My brain was weary, I was sick at heart. But from the air Alohas seemed to start While from my shoulders fell a load of care. My brain was weary, I was sick at heart, I ope'd the door, a fragrant lei was there! Page Forty -four THE SHIPS AT SEA The sea is cruel, yet it brings the ships On which our loved ones come With words of tender greeting on their lips — The sea is cruel, yet it brings the ships — Or will it wreck? — God! how the question grips The heart until both heart and brain are numb. The sea is cruel, yet it brings the ships On which our loved ones come. Page Forty-fh THE HAWAIIAN OARSMAN "My lover is an oarsman dark As ebony, with eyes of fire," She warbled blithely as a lark, "My lover is an oarsman dark, A prince he speeds his slender bark As speeds he to my heart's desire! My lover is an oarsman dark As ebony, with eyes of fire." Page Forty-six THE MYSTERY He sang the light in woman's eyes, While fell upon his scroll a tear; He was not great, nor strong, nor wise — He sang the light in woman's eyes, Like stars that glorify the skies When May has come and bloom is here. He sang the light in woman's eyes While fell upon his scroll a tear. Page Forty- seven THE FISHERMAN'S CHILD Little brown baby with eyes like the night, Cuddle thee close to my heart. Out where the surf in the moonlight gleams white, Little brown baby with eyes like the night, Daddy toils for us ; he'll come with the light, So must we evermore part. Little brown baby with eyes like the night, Cuddle thee close to my heart. Page Forty-eight HER FAN The languorous, indolent wave of her tan, Love-wrought in the odorous East; The rose-wine music of Hafiz that ran Through the garden of Shiraz—