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Rh :Piqui Chaqui. Silence, master, do not speak, The old man doubly is informed; Fore-knowing every word you say, Already he has guessed it all.


 * (He lies down on a bank.)

He sees me. I must speak to him.


 * (The Uillac Uma comes forward.)

O Uillac Uma, Great High Priest, I bow before thee with respect; May the skies be clear for thee, And brightest sunshine meet thine eyes.
 * Uillac Uma. Brave Ollantay! Princely one!

May all the teeming land be thine; May thy far-reaching arm of might Reduce the wide-spread universe.
 * Ollantay. Old man! thine aspect causes fear,

Thy presence here some ill forebodes; All round thee dead men's bones appear, Baskets, flowers, sacrifice. All men when they see thy face Are filled with terror and alarm. What means it all? why comest thou? It wants some months before the feast. Is it that the Inca is ill? Perchance hast thou some thought divined Which soon will turn to flowing blood. Why comest thou? the Sun's great day, The Moon's libations are not yet The moon has not yet nearly reached The solemn time for sacrifice.
 * Uillac Uma. Why dost thou these questions put,

In tones of anger and reproach?