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Now twice twelve years the children of the skies	A
Beheld in peace their growing empire rise	A
O'er happy realms display'd their generous care	B
Diffused their arts and soothd the rage of war	C
Bade yon tall temple grace the favourite isle	D
The gardens bloom the cultured valleys smile	D
The aspiring hills their spacious mines unfold	E
Fair structures blaze and altars burn in gold	E
Those broad foundations bend their arches high	F
And heave imperial Cusco to the sky	F
From that fair stream that mark'd their northern sway	G
Where Apurimac leads his lucid way	G
To yon far glimmering lake the southern bound	H
The growing tribes their peaceful dwellings found	H
While wealth and grandeur bless'd the extended reign	I
From the bold Andes to the western main	I
When fierce from eastern wilds the savage bands	J
Lead war and slaughter o'er the happy lands	J
Thro' fertile fields the paths of culture trace	K
And vow destruction to the Incan race	K
While various fortune strow'd the embattled plain	I
And baffled thousands still the strife maintain	I
The unconquer'd Inca wakes the lingering war	C
Drives back their host and speeds their flight afar	L
Till fired with rage they range the wonted wood	M
And feast their souls on future scenes of blood	N
Where yon blue summits hang their cliffs on high	F
Frown o'er the plains and lengthen round the sky	F
Where vales exalted thro' the breaches run	O
And drink the nearer splendors of the sun	O
From south to north the tribes innumerous wind	P
By hills of ice and mountain streams confined	P
Rouse neighbouring hosts and meditate the blow	Q
To blend their force and whelm the world below	Q
Capac with caution views the dark design	R
From countless wilds what hostile myriads join	S
And greatly strives to bid the discord cease	T
By profferd compacts of perpetual peace	T
His eldest hope young Rocha at his call	U
Leaves the deep confines of the temple wall	U
In whose fair form in lucid garments drest	P
Began the sacred function of the priest	P
In early youth ere yet the genial sun	O
Had twice six changes o'er his childhood run	O
The blooming prince beneath his parents' hand	P
Learn'd all the laws that sway'd the sacred land	P
With rites mysterious served the Power divine	R
Prepared the altar and adorn'd the shrine	R
Responsive hail'd with still returning praise	V
Each circling season that the God displays	V
Sooth'd with funereal hymns the parting dead	P
At nuptial feasts the joyful chorus led	P
While evening incense and the morning song	W
Rose from his hand or trembled on his tongue	X
Thus form'd for empire ere he gain'd the sway	G
To rule with reverence and with power obey	G
Reflect the glories of the parent Sun	O
And shine the Capac of his future throne	Y
Employ'd his ripening years till now from far	L
The distant fields proclaim approaching war	C
Inspired for active scenes he quits the shrine	R
To aid the council or in arms to shine	R
Where the mild monarch courtly throngs enclose	Z
Sublime in modest majesty he rose	Z
With reverence bow'd conspicuous o'er the rest	P
Approach'd the throne and thus the sire address'd	P
Great king of nations heaven descended sage	A2
Guard of my youth and glory of my age	A2
These pontiff robes to my blest brother's hand	P
Glad I resign and wait thy kind command	P
Should war invade permit thy son to wield	P
The shaft of vengeance through the untempted field	P
Led by thy powerful arm my soul shall brave	B2
The haughtiest foe or find a glorious grave	B2
While our bold ranks a nobler toil demand	P
In one dread field o'erwhelm the brutal band	P
Pour to the mountain gods their wonted food	P
And shield thy realms from future scenes of blood	P
Yet oh may sovereign mercy first ordain	I
Propounded compact to the savage train	I
Fearless of foes their own dark wilds I'll trace	K
To quell the rage and give the terms of peace	T
Teach the grim race to bow beneath thy sway	G
And taste the blessings of the Power of day	G
The sire return'd My earliest wish you know	Q
To shield from slaughter and preserve the foe	Q
In bands of mutual peace all tribes to bind	P
And live the friend and guardian of mankind	P
Should strife begin thy youthful arm shall share	B
The toils of glory through the walks of war	C
But o'er those hideous hills thro' climes of snow	Q
With reason's voice to lure the savage foe	Q
To 'scape their snares their jarring souls combine	R
Claims hardier limbs and riper years than thine	R
Yet one of heavenly race the task requires	C2
Whose mystic rites controul the ethereal fires	C2
So the sooth'd Godhead proves to faithless eyes	A
His sway on earth and empire of the skies	A
Some veteran chief in those rough labours try'd	P
Shall aid the toil and go thy faithful guide	P
O'er dreary heights thy sinking limbs sustain	I
Teach the dark wiles of each insidious train	I
Through all extremes of life thy voice attend	P
In counsel lead thee or in arms defend	P
While three firm youths thy chosen friends shall go	Q
To learn the climes and meditate the foe	Q
That wars of future years their aid may find	P
To serve the realm and save the savage kind	P
Rise then my son bright partner of my fame	D2
With early toils to build thy sacred name	D2
In high behest these heavenly tidings bear	B
To bless mankind and ward the waste of war	C
To those dark hosts where shivering mountains run	O
Proclaim the bounties of our sire the Sun	O
On these fair plains beneath his happier skies	A
Tell how his fruits in boundless plenty rise	A
How the bright Power whose all delighting soul	E2
Taught round the courts of heaven his stars to roll	E2
To all his earth born sons hath kindly given	O
His noblest laws the favourite grace of heaven	O
Bids every tribe the same glad laws attend	P
His realms to widen and his fanes defend	P
Confess and emulate his bounteous sway	G
And give his blessings where he gives the day	G
Yet should the gathering legions still prepare	B
The shaft of slaughter for the barbarous war	C
Tell them we know to tread the crimson plain	I
And heaven's bright children never yield to man	F2
But oh my child with steps of caution go	Q
The ways are hideous and enraged the foe	Q
Blood stains their altars all their feasts are blood	P
Death their delight and Darkness reigns their God	P
Tygers and vultures storms and earthquakes share	B
Their rites of worship and their spoils of war	C
Should'st thou my Rocha tempt their vengeful ire	G2
Should those dear relics feed a savage fire	H2
Deep sighs would heave thy wretched mother's breast	P
The pale sun sink in clouds of darkness drest	P
Thy sire and hapless nations rue the day	P
That drew thy steps from these sad walls away	P
Yet go 'tis virtue calls and realms unknown	Y
By these long toils may bless thy future throne	Y
Millions of unborn souls in time may see	I2
Their doom reversed and owe their joys to thee	I2
While savage sires with murdering hands no more	C
Dread the grim Gods that claim their children's gore	C
But sway'd by happier sceptres here behold	P
The rites of freedom and the shrines of gold	P
Be wise be mindful of thy realm and throne	Y
Heaven speed the labours and preserve my son	O
Soon the glad prince in robes of white array'd	P
Call'd his attendants and the sire obey'd	P
A diamond broad in burning gold imprest	P
Fix'd the Sun's image on his royal breast	P
Fair in his hand appear'd the olive bough	J2
And the white lautu graced his beauteous brow	J2
Swift o'er the hills that lift the walks of day	P
Thro' parting clouds he took his eastern way	P
Height over height he gain'd beyond the bound	P
Where the wide empire claims its utmost round	P
To numerous tribes proclaim'd the solar sway	P
And held through various toils his wilder'd way	P
At length far distant thro' the darkening skies	A
Where hills o'er hills in rude disorder rise	A
A dreadful groan beneath the shuddering ground	P
Rolls down the steeps and shakes the world around	P
Columns of reddening smoke above the height	P
O'ercast the heavens and cloud their wonted light	P
From tottering tops d	P

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