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Scene III.]
OLLANTA.
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Huanccacunan huicupancca
Tucuyta chaypin ppampanca
Chaymi paicunapac tumi
Chaypachan ayqquecunacca
Maquinchispi huañunccacu
Quespiy attic huaquincuna
(Huachinchispin)
Tturpuscca ricurinccacu.

The missiles shall roll down,
All shall be buried,
This will be their punishment.
As for the fugitives
They will die by our hands,
Or by the poison of our arrows.

[They play pincullus and pututas, and exeunt, shouting:— [They play flutes and conches, and exeunt, shouting:—


All.

Allinmi! Allinmi!

Good! Good!


SCENE III.

Enter Rumi-Ñahui dressed in mourning, with two Attendants.

Rumi-Ñahui.

Sallocc Rumi! Rumi Ñahui!
Yma quencha rumin canqui
Ccaccamantan llocsircanqui
Sonccoyquim curaca ccahuy!
(Chaimi ccasapac Yarahui)
Manachu maquiqui carccan?
Chay huayccopi pacasccata
Ollantayta ccarcoscata
Manachu yuyarircanqui
Tapara soncco casccanta?

Ah Rumi! Rumi Ñahui!
What an unfortunate art thou!
Thou hast escaped from a rock—
For me it is a sad yarahui!

Have you not in your hands,
Hidden in this valley,
The fugitive Ollanta?
Dost thou not remember
That he has a treacherous heart?

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