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

Thou knowest, O most gracious Lord, That I have served thee from a youth, Have worked with fortitude and truth, Thy treasured praise was my reward. (26) All dangers I have gladly met, For thee I always watched by night, For thee was forward in the fight, My forehead ever bathed in sweat. For thee I’ve been a savage foe, Urging my Antis (27) not to spare, But kill and fill the land with fear, And make the blood of conquered flow. My name is as a dreaded rope, (28) I’ve made the hardy Yuncas (29) yield, By me the fate of Chancas (30) sealed, They are thy thralls without a hope. ’Twas I who struck the fatal blow, When warlike Huancavilca (31) rose, Disturbing thy august repose, And laid the mighty traitor low. Ollantay ever led the van, Wherever men were doomed to die; When stubborn foes were forced to fly, Ollantay ever was the man. Now every tribe bows down to thee— Some nations peacefully were led, Those that resist their blood is shed— But all, O King, was due to me. O Sovereign Inca, great and brave, Rewards I know were also mine, My gratitude and thanks are thine, To me the golden axe you gave. Inca! thou gavest me command And rule o’er all the Anti race, To me they ever yield with grace, And thine, great King, is all their land My deeds, my merits are thine own To thee alone my work is due. For one more favour I would sue, My faithful service—thy renown. (Ollantay kneels before the Inca.) Thy thrall: I bow to thy behest, Thy fiat now will seal my fate. O King, my services are great, I pray thee grant one last request. I ask for Cusi Coyllur’s hand If the Ñusta’s (32) love I’ve won. O King! you’ll have a faithful son, Fearless, well tried, at thy command.

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

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