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Piqui Chaqui.
But if Supay himself should come?
Ollantay.
I'd strike the evil spirit down.
Piqui Chaqui.
If thou shouldst only see his nose, Thou wouldst not speak as thou dost now.
Ollantay.
Now, Piqui Chaqui, speak the truth, Seek not evasion or deceit.
Dost thou not already know, Of all the flowers in the field, Not one can equal my Princess?
Piqui Chaqui.
Still, my master, thou dost rave.
I think I never saw thy love.
Stay! was it her who yesterday Came forth with slow and faltering steps And sought a solitary[10] path[11]?
If so, 'tis true she's like the sun, The moon less beauteous than her face.[12]
Ollantay.
It surely was my dearest love.
How beautiful, how bright is she This very moment thou must go And take my message to the Star.
Piqui Chaqui.
I dare not, master; in the day, I fear to pa.s.s the palace gate.
With all the splendour of the court, I could not tell her from the rest.
Ollantay.
Didst thou not say thou sawest her?
Piqui Chaqui.
I said so, but it was not sense.
A star can only s.h.i.+ne at night Only at night could I be sure.
Ollantay.
Begone, thou lazy good-for-nought.
The joyful star that I adore, If placed in presence of the Sun, Would s.h.i.+ne as brightly as before.
Piqui Chaqui.
Lo! some person hither comes, Perhaps an old crone seeking alms; Yes! Look! he quite resembles one.
Lot him the dangerous message take.
Send it by him, O n.o.ble Chief!
From me they would not hear the tale; Thy page is but a humble lad.
(Enter the UILLAC UMA, or High Priest of the Sun, at the back, arms raised to the Sun. In a grey tunic and black mantle from the shoulders to the ground, a long knife in his belt, the undress chucu on his head.)
Uillac Uma.
O giver of all warmth and light O Sun! I fall and wors.h.i.+p thee.
For thee the victims are prepared, A thousand llamas and their lambs Are ready for thy festal day.
The sacred fire'll lap their blood, In thy dread presence, mighty one, After long fast[13] thy victims fall.
Ollantay.
Who comes. .h.i.ther, Piqui Chaqui?
Yes, 'tis the holy Uillac Uma; He brings his tools of augury.
No puma[14] more astute and wise I hate that ancient conjurer Who prophesies of evil things, I feel the evils he foretells; 'Tis he who ever brings ill-luck.
