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Scene I.]

OLLANTA.

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Pitu Salla.
Yma Sumac huillasscayqui Hucllata ccanmi ichacca Ymatapas ricuspayqui Pacaycunqui rumi ccacca Ñan ccantacca ricuscayqui Ancha llaquitan ricunqui Milluy cutin y phuyunqui.	Yma Sumac, I will tell Το you, what you would know; But you must hide it, As if thy bosom were a rock; For that which you will see Will cause you great sorrow, And you will be without comfort.

Yma Sumac.
Manan piman huillasacchu Yma haycata ricuspapas Amapuni pacahuaychu Millpusacmi tucuytapas.	Do not conceal it, Do not hide anything: To no one will I confide it; I know how to bury it.

Pitu Salla.
Cay muyapin ccacca puncu Cayllallapi suyacuhuay Llipi Mama puñuchunca Ñan tutaña tiaycuscay.	Wait for me at the door Belonging to the garden, When all the matrons sleep, In the dead of night.
[Exit.

Yma Sumac.
Ymaymantan yuyascan Cay sonccoy huatupacuspa Ricullayman pis huaccascan Cay penccapi hiquicuspa.	What shall I then know! My heart seems to guess. How much shall I grieve When it is shown to me!