Itu te hakari ki nga tangata whakahaere nupepa o te ao i Poihakena ka puta i a ratou he kupu whakamihi mo Niu Tireni, mo te kaha, mo te whai-rawa. mo te manaaki. I mea a Sir Henry Brittain: —

Tangi ana te ngakau i te nui rawa o nga manaaki a Niu Tireni, ano a Niu Tireni no ratou tonu. I tino marama ki a ratou te kaha o te piripono o te Tominiona, na reira nui atu to ratou whakamiharo. I pa mai he aroha tino nui ki a ratou ki nga Maori. Kaore pea he iwi Maori o te ao hei rite ki te Maori te mohio. (For the Maoris they conceived the warmest affection. There probably was no more intelligent native race to be found. )

Na Lord Byron. Snatch from the ashes of your sires The embers of their former fires; And he who in the strife expires Will add to theirs a name of fear That tyranny shall quake to hear.

Kapohia mai i nga pungarehu o koutou matua Nga ngarehu o ratou ahi o nga ra ka huri; A ko ia e hinga i te riri E hono atu ki o ratou he ingoa e wehingia E tu wiri ai te tangata kino. —Rore Paerona.