Inca Pachacuti Monologue from Apu Ollantay: A Drama of the Time of the Incas

From Apu Ollantay: A Drama of the Time of the Incas by Clements R. (Clements Robert), Sir Markham

male · joyful · 1:04 min

Cusi Coyllur! Star of joy, Most lovely of my progeny! Thou symbol of parental love— Thy lips are like the huayruru. (16) Rest upon thy father’s breast, Repose, my child, within mine arms. (Cusi Coyllur comes across. They embrace.) Unwind thyself, my precious one, A thread of gold within the woof. All my happiness rests upon thee, Thou art my greatest delight. Thine eyes are lovely and bright, As the rays of my father the Sun. When thy lips are moving to speak, When thine eyelids are raised with a smile, The wide world is fairly entranced. Thy breathing embalms the fresh air; 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.)

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