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SCENE VII
THE AUSPICIOUS END
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Ollantay. Thou art our protector, great King,
Thy noble hands disperse our grief;
Thou art our faith and only hope
Thou workest by virtue's force.
Tupac Yupanqui. Thy wife is now in thy arms;
All sorrow now should disappear,
Joy, new born, shall take its place.

(Acclamations from the Chiefs, and Piqui Chaqui. Music: huancars (drums), pincullus (flutes), and pututus (clarions).)