Thy breast so pure and bright.'
She wanders forth from stone to stone,
She seeks her mate in vain;
'My love! my love!' she makes her moan,
She falls, she dies in pain.
Cusi Coyllur. That yarahui is too sad,
Leave me alone.




(Exit the girl who sang the yarahui.)




Now my tears can freely flow.




SCENE 3




Great hall in the palace of Pachacuti. The INCA, as before, discovered
seated on a golden tiana L. Enter to him R. OLLANTAY and RUMI-NAUI.