RALPH (gazing at her with admiration)
I vow I like to see you in a passion;
Such royal rage! Your forbear was, I know
Kame-a-lili-like-kalico,
Or some such name; who got in that great tiff
And tumbled all his foes down off the cliff.
I feel I'm lying with them in the valley
While you stand all triumphant, on the Pali.
GIRL (smiling and softened)
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.
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