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Piqui Chaqui 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 · melancholic · 52 sec

Ollantay, is it? He is at work. Ollantay! He is building a wall, With very small stones indeed; They are brought by little dwarfs— So small that to be a man’s size They have to climb on each other’s backs. But tell me, O friend of the King, (56) Why art thou in such long clothes, Trailing like the wings of a sick bird (57) — As they are black it is better. RUMI-ÑAUI. Hast thou not seen already That Cuzco is plunged in grief? The great Inca Pachacuti (58) is dead, All the people are in mourning, Every soul is shedding tears.

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