Apu Ollantay - A Drama of the Time of the Incas by Sir Clements R. Markham
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It surely was my dearest love.
How beautiful, how bright is she This very moment thou must go And take my message to the Star. Piqui Chaqui. I dare not, master; in the day, I fear to pass the palace gate. With all the splendour of the court, I could not tell her from the rest. Ollantay. Didst thou not say thou sawest her? Piqui Chaqui. I said so, but it was not sense. A star can only shine at night Only at night could I be sure. |
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