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...now celebrated bread-fruit, to transplant which Captain Bligh's expedition was undertaken. CANTO II. How pleasant were the songs of Toobonai *, When summer's...Steal to look down where nought but ocean strives! * The first three sections are taken from an actual song of the Tonga Islanders, of which a prose translation...

...where rests the warrior's head ; And we will sit in twilight's face, and see The sweet moon dancing through the tooa tree, The lofty accents of whose...! Even he too loves at times the blue lagoon, And smoothes his ruffled mane beneath the moon. II. Yes — from the sepulchre we '11 gather flowers, Then...

...columns back the baffled spray. How beautiful are these ! how happy they Who, from the toil and tumuli of their lives, Steal to look down where nought but...! Even he too loves at times the blue lagoon, And smoothes his ruffled mane beneath the moon. n. Yes — from the sepulchre we '11 gather flowers, Then...

...SECOND. I. How pleasant were the songs of Toobonai, (') When summer's sun went down the coral bay I Come, let us to the islet's softest shade, And hear...Steal to look down where nought but ocean strives I Even he too loves at times the blue lagoon, And smooths his ruffled mane beneath the moon. (1) The...