"Ay, for it was so very terrible. Let me rest my head upon thy bosom,
and I will tell thee all. Methought I was lying yonder, under the
broad palm-trees by the lake, watching the young alligators as they
chased each other in innocent sport among the reeds, and scared from
their resting-place swarms of the golden butterfly. All of a sudden
there came a hush, as though the great heart of nature were thrilled
to its centre. The scaly creatures of the lake sank noiselessly into
its silver depths, and disappeared. A fawn that had come out of the
thicket to drink, gazed round in terror and retired. The lizard crept
into the hollow trunk, and the voices of the birds were silenced. I
looked towards the city, and, behold, a dark cloud had gathered over
it! Its spires and domes no longer flashed in fervent radiance to the
sun: the face of heaven was obscured with a cold and leaden hue. I
looked to the colossal statue of our mighty deity, the sun. Its face
no longer wore that deep smile of unearthly beauty, but was distorted
with an expression of unutterable and agonising woe. Presently,
methought, the figure was endowed with superhuman life. I saw it rise
from its pedestal, Manco,--I saw it stretch out its arm towards the
east, and a dismal voice proclaimed these words--'Peru is given to the
stranger!' But thou dost not speak, Manco!"
"Go on, Oneiza! I listen."
"I looked towards the mountains, and lo! Ilaxlipacpl, from its
stupendous peak, was vomiting forth flames to the sky. Huge seams of
liquid lava were bursting through its sides. The solid rocks seemed to
be bursting every where; and, as I gazed in awe and terror on the
hideous sight, the glowing element took shape and form, and I could
read, in characters of fire, that awful sentence--'Peru is given to
the stranger!'"
"Was this all, Oneiza?"
"Oh, not all! for while I looked, methought the earth began to
tremble, and strange noises, as of brazen instruments and the clash of
iron, arose. I heard shouting and the voices of men, but they spoke in
a language which I understood not, and it sounded harsh and uncouth to
my ear. And by-and-by there passed such terrible forms, Manco, towards
the city! Surely they could not be human. The upper part resembled the
shape of man, but they were covered with bright steel, and carried
long javelins in their hands. The rest of their figure was that of a
strong beast, its hoofs armed with metal, and the ground shook as they
came on. Methought one of them stooped to seize me, and I uttered a
scream and awoke, and, behold, thou wert lying by my side, and the
moonbeam was shining upon thy brow."
"Hast thou spoken of this to thy father, Oneiza?"
"Not yet. Are not the earliest of my thoughts for thee?"
"Dear one! This is a warning from the gods. Let us hasten to the city,
and warn the Emperor ere it be too late. Thy dream, combined with the
aspect of the heavens, may well make the bravest tremble."
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