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Rh Without thee thy father would pine, Life to him would be dreary and waste. He seeks for thy happiness, child, Thy welfare is ever his care.


 * (Cusi Coyllur throws herself at his feet.)

All the grief of thy daughter will cease, At peace when protected by thee.
 * Pachacuti. How is this! my daughter before me

On knees at my feet, and in tears? I fear some evil is near— Such emotion must needs be explained.
 * Cusi Coyllur. The star does weep before Inti,

The limpid tears wash grief away.
 * Pachacuti. Rise, my beloved, my star,

Thy place is on thy dear father's knee.


 * (Cusi Coyllur rises and sits on a stool by her father. An attendant approaches.)

thy servants come to please thee.
 * Pachacuti. Let them all enter.


 * (Boys and girls enter dancing. After the dance they sing a harvest song.)

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