Rabinal Achí

Scene ONE — In front of the fortress

1**QUECHE WARRIOR.** Come here, odious chief, despicable chief! Will you be the first whose very root, whose trunk, I cannot cut; that chief of the Chacach,18 of the Zaman,19 the Caiik20 of Rabinal! This I swear to do before heaven and earth; and for this reason I need say no more. Heaven and earth be with thee,21 oh most remarkable of the stalwarts—Warrior of Rabinal.

2**RABINAL WARRIOR.** (As he starts to dance he twirls a lasso with which he threatens to subdue his enemy.) Aha! Courageous warrior. Chief of the Cavek Queche. Thus you spoke before heaven and earth: "Come near, odious chief, despicable chief. Will you be the only one whose very root, whose trunk I cannot cut. I, chief of the Chacach, of the Zaman, the Caiik of Rabinal." Did you not say that? Yes, by all means! Heaven and earth bear witness! Surrender to the son of my arrow, to the son of my shield,23 to my mace, to my stranger's axe,24 my net, my accoutrements, to my sacrificial earth,25 to my magic herbs,26 to my vigor, to my courage. Be it thus or no, before heaven and earth will I bind you with my strong lasso. Heaven and earth be with thee, courageous warrior, my prisoner and my captive! (He snares him with the lasso which he pulls in order to bring his prisoner towards him. The music stops and the dance is interrupted. There is a prolonged silence during which both men, feigning anger, face each other, without musical accompaniment or dancing.) Now, valiant warrior, my prisoner and my captive. Already your heaven and earth wither! Truly the heaven and earth have delivered you to the son of my arrow, to the son of my shield, to my stranger's mace, to my net, to my accoutrements, to my sacrificial earth, to my SPRING 1968 19 magic herbs. Speak now. Reveal the location of your mountains and of your valleys;27 and if you were born on the side of a mountain, at the back of a valley. Are you not a son of the clouds, a son of the mist? Have you not come flying before spears, before war ? Thus speaks my voice before heaven and earth. For this reason I will speak briefly. Heaven and earth be with thee, prisoner and captive!

3**QUECHE WARRIOR.** Ah, heaven and earth hear me! Is it true that you said that, that you threw such absurd words at heaven, at the earth, to my lips and my face ? That I am a courageous man, a stalwart man ? Thus spoke your voice. Come, come! Would I be courageous? Come, come! Would I be a stalwart man and would I have come hurled by spears, by war? But here you also said: "Speak. Reveal the location of your mountains, your valleys." Thus you spoke. Come, come! Would I be courageous? Come, come! Would I be stalwart and at the same time would I tell, would I reveal the description of my mountains, the description of my valleys ? Is it not clear as day that I was born on the side of a mountain, on the side of a valley, that I am the son of the clouds, the son of the mist? Come, come! Would I reveal, would I make known my moun- tains, my valleys ? Rather that the skies and the earth disappear. For this reason I speak briefly, remarkable among the stalwarts, Warrior of Rabinal. Heaven and earth be with thee! (The dance is renewed—the music starts to play.)

4**RABINAL WARRIOR.** Wait! Valiant warrior! My prisoner, my captive. Does your voice speak thus to the face of heaven, to the face of the earth ? "Come, come, would I be courageous? Come, come, would I be a stalwart one, by revealing my mountains, my valleys. Is it not clear as day that I was born on the side of a mountain, on the side of a valley—I, the son of the clouds, the son of the mists ?" Did not your voice speak thus ? Very well, if you will not reveal the description of your mountains, the description of your valleys—heaven and earth witness that I will make you go, dead or in chains, before my governor, before my ruler, to my vast walls, in my vast fortress. Thus do I speak before heaven and earth. Heaven and earth be with thee, my prisoner and my captive. LATIN AMERICAN THEATRE REVIEW

5**QUECHE WARRIOR.** Ah, heaven and earth hear me! Your voice spoke thus before heaven and earth: "You can change and destroy the voices, the words which I speak to you before heaven, before earth. Now I have some- thing to compel the birth of these words, something to compel their departure, something to force you to reveal the description of your mountains, the description of your valleys. If you do not tell them—if you do not reveal them, witness the heavens and the earth that I will make you go, dead or in chains, before my governor, my ruler." Thus spoke your voice before heaven and earth. Ah, heaven! Ah, earth! Whom should I tell, to whom reveal the description of my mountains, the description of my valleys ? To you, oh birds, who sing like night- ingales, to you, eagles ? I, the courageous one, I, the stalwart man, chief of the Grand Council of Cunen, of the Grand Council of Chahul! I, the Wizard Chief of the Stalwart Ones, Wizard of the Woven Bundle, ten times have I come down the road from the clouds, from the mist, from my mountains, from my valleys to go to war. How to cause the words to descend, to cause the words to rise; the things that I would speak to you before heaven, before earth ? Heaven and earth be with you, remarkable among the warriors of Rabinal.

6**RABINAL WARRIOR.** Courageous warrior of the Cavek Queche, are you my favorite ? Are you my elder? Are you my younger brother? Wonderful! And how then could my heart have forgotten having seen you there in the vast walls, in the vast fortress! No doubt you were the one who imitated the bark of the coyote, the one who imitated the cry of the fox, the scream of the squirrel, of the jaguar32 outside those immense walls, in the vast fortress, in order to bring us,38 the white children, the white son,84 to you; in order to take us from the vast walls, before the vast fortress; in order to feed us with wild yellow honey,85 which our governor drinks, our ruler, our grandfather, Five-Rain. Therefore, why must you boast, as you have done, and provoke my determination, my bravery? Was it not those calls which provoked us, which brought us out, the twelve chiefs, each one chief of his rampart, of his fortress? Truly, did you not tell us: "Come here, young men, you twelve valiant young men, you twelve heroes; come and hear that which you must do, because all your food, all your drink are dissolved, SPRING 1 9 6 8 21 consumed, destroyed, transformed into pumice stone. Only the crickets, male and female, still make their song heard on the walls, in the fortress of those white children, of those white sons; for now almost nothing remains, only nine or ten of their houses and fortresses. There we have ceased feeding on the white children,39 on the white sons, because now we eat the fried dish, the great bean, the plate of crabs, the plate of parrots, the mixed plates." Was this not the advice that you gave to the chiefs, to the warriors ? Was there not something in this which went beyond the desires of your bravery and boldness ? And at Beleh Mokoh, Beleh Chumay,41 with that bravery, that boldness, had they not become accustomed to defeat, become accustomed to burial by our warriors, by our chiefs, in the places called Qotom and Tikiram? Behold you must atone for this calamity under heaven, above the earth. Thus, you have said your last good-bye to your mountains, to your valleys; because here we will sever your root, your trunk, under heaven, above earth. Nevermore will you be able to descend either by day or by night to your mountains, to your valleys. Now you must die here, here you will disappear,43 between the sky and the earth. That is why I will announce you to my governor, to my ruler in the vast walls, in the vast fortress. Thus speaks my voice to the face of the sky and of the earth. For this reason I speak briefly. Heaven and earth be with thee, man of the Cavek Queche!

7**QUECHE WARRIOR.** Eh! Valiant warrior, most remarkable among the stalwarts, Warrior ofRabinal! Is it thus your voice spoke before heaven and earth? "Why boast of my courage, of my daring?" Thus you spoke. It was they who first called, first provoked my governor, my ruler. This was the only reason for my coming, for my departure from my mountains, from my valleys. From here came the summoning message, between the heavens and the earth, in front of the ramparts of the commander of Cakyug- Zilic-Cakocaonic-Tepecanic, the names of the mouth and the eye of this fortress and of this castle. Was it not here that the ten loads of cacao were held, the five loads of perfect cacao45 destined for my governor, my ruler, Wizard chief of the Warriors, Wizard of the Jaguar; names of the mouth and the eye of my fortress and my castle. Since that message was presented, the chief, Wizard chief, Wizard of the Jaguar, for that reason desired the death of the Chacachs, of the LATIN AMERICAN THEATRE REVIEW Zaman, of the Caük of Rabinal, before the Uxab, before the Poko- mames. Let them say that you wish to see the courage, the daring, of the chief of the Queche mountains and valleys; to come and take possession of my beautiful mountains, of my beautiful valleys. Come, then, my brother and my elder. Come and take possession here be- tween the sky and the earth, of these beautiful mountains, of these smiling valleys. Come and sow your seeds, build your lairs, there where the sprouts of our cucumbers grow among our fine pumpkins and the sprouts of our bean plants. By this he confirmed your defiance, your cry of summons, before my governor, my ruler. In this way the de- fiance, the war cry of my governor, my ruler, was offered: "Ah! My courageous one! My warrior, go sound the alarm and return immedi- ately because a message of summons has arrived, one which arrived beneath the heavens, above the earth. Raise your vigor, your bravery, son of my arrow, son of my shield; return as soon as possible to the mountainsides, to the valley's slope." Thus came the challenge—the war cry of my governor, of my ruler. I quickly departed. I put the landmarks49 there where the sun sets, where the night begins, where the cold tortures, where the ice tortures, in the place called Pan-Tzahaxak. Then I brandished the son of my arrow, the son of my shield. I came back to the side of the mountain, to the side of the valley. There, for the first time, I hurled my challenge, my war cry, before Cholochic-Huyu, Cholochic-Chah52 called thus. I went from there and in the same manner I hurled my challenge, my war cry, for the second time, to Nimché Paraveno, to Cabrakan,53 called thus. I went from there and hurled my challenge, my war cry, for the third time at a place named Panchalib. I went from there. I was going to hurl for the fourth time my challenge, my war cry, to Xol- Chacach,55 called thus. It was there I found the twelve yellow eagles,56 the twelve yellow jaguars, sounding the great drum of blood,57 the small drum of blood. The heavens shook, the earth trembled with the great noise, the great excitement of the twelve yellow eagles, the twelve yellow jaguars, reunited with the servants of the great warriors. My song began there to the face of the sky, to the face of the earth. "Come, come, odious and despicable chief!! Will you be the first whose root, whose trunk I will never sever; this chief of the Chacach, of the Zaman, the Caük of Rabinal?" Thus did I speak. What would you do, oh SPRING 1968 23 chief, since I have not been able to annihilate or destroy you; since I have only been able to voice my thoughts, to sing before heaven, before earth, remarkable among the stalwarts, Warrior of Rabinal? Speak now in your turn. Heaven and earth be with thee, remarkable among stalwarts, Warrior of Rabinal!

8**RABINAL WARRIOR.** Ah! Valiant warrior; man of the Cavek Queche. Is it thus your voice spoke before heaven and earth ? Are these words you have spoken truthful and without variance ? "A message of summons truly departed from here; truly we were called to the Queche mountains, to the Que- che valleys." But certainly it was no crime that we sent to hear him, the Wizard chief, the Jaguar Wizard, when he desired the death, the disappearance, of the chief of the Chacach, of the Zaman, of the Caiik of Rabinal, by the Uxab, by the Pokomames, here under heaven, above earth. "Let us proceed so that the chief of the Queche mountains, of the Queche valleys, may come with his courage, with his daring. May he come and take possession of the beautiful mountains, of these rich valleys. May he come to plant, come to make his home." Well and good! Let us plant, let us make our homes, there where the sprouts of our fine cucumbers crowd among the sprouts of our good pumpkins and our good bean plants. Thus spoke our voice to the face of the sky, to the face of the earth. That is why you provoked us needlessly, why you threatened us in vain, between the heavens and the earth. Thank heaven, thank earth, you have come to present yourself before our walls, our fortress. That is why we will accept the challenge: we will accept the strife; we will fight the Uxab and the Pokomames. Consequently I will instruct you as to the mission of the summons. Go. Run hard by the Royal Road where the bird drinks in the water;59 to the place called Cholochic- Zakchun. But do not give in to those who would take you to the chiefs of the Uxab and the Pokomames. Do not allow them to return to their mountains, their valleys. Annihilate them! Destroy them! Here, between the heavens and the earth! Thus spoke my voice. But in truth it was not necessary that you should see, that you should look at the Uxab, at the Pokomames, because they were transformed into flies, into butterflies, into an army of ants, large and small; and only their columns and files, showing LATIN AMERICAN THEATRE REVIEW 24 brightly, ascended the slopes of the mountain called Equempek Gana- hal. Then I directed my eyes and my gaze toward the heavens and toward the earth; and in the very moment that I saw the Uxab, the Pokomames, my heart sank, my soul was hurt seeing you, observing that you had agreed to that which the Uxab, that which the Pokomames desired. Then I hurled my war cry, my challenge against you: Eh! Eh! valiant warrior, man of the Cavek Queche. Why do you move so easily among the Uxab and the Pokomames in their mountains, in their valleys? Heaven and earth hear me! Certainly they expected in our mountains, in our valleys, that you would hurl your challenge, your war cry, against the Uxab, against the Pokomames, those who had hurled back your challenge, your war cry? Ah! Ah! Let them return quickly, those chiefs of the Uxab, those chiefs of the Pokomames, to listen to my commands here between heaven and earth." Thus spoke your voice. Then the chiefs of the Uxab, the chiefs of the Pokomames, answered you: "Eh, valiant warrior, man of the Cavek Queche, abandon this struggle in our mountains, in our valleys. Were we not born here, with our children, our sons, where the black clouds, the white clouds, come down, where the cold tortures, where the ice tortures, where there is nothing to envy ? Far away, with my children, my sons, are found the branches, the green branches, the yellow cacao for the market, the fine yellow cacao, the gold, the silver, the embroideries, the golden jewelry. Here are my children; here are my sons; there, if they want to work, suffering does not exist for them, real or relative; even while you stand there, a load of cacao is arriving to be purchased, a load of fine cacao. For they are embroiderers, sculptors, and goldsmiths and it will be so forever. But consider your children, look at the sons of the most remarkable one among the stalwarts, of the Warrior of Rabinal. With great pain, with great suffering they can barely subsist, and it will be thus forever. One of their legs is in front, another leg behind; there are only cripples and the one-armed;63 the nephews, the grandsons of the most remarkable among the stalwarts, of the Warrior of Rabinal, from dawn to dusk, forever." Thus he answered to the challenge, the war cry, of the Uxab, of the Pokomames, because of the fury which devoured their hearts. And you replied to them: "Eh, eh! chiefs of the Uxab. Ah, chiefs of the Pokomames! Did your voices speak thus before heaven, before SPRING 1968 25 earth? In that which concerns those children, those sons of the Warrior of Rabinal, they do not blush over the means of their existence, their subsistence and their living is under the wide sky, at the four corners of the earth, from the peaks of the earth, to the sides of the mountains; because they are vigorous, because they are brave and valorous. Your children, your sons, on the contrary, are lost, dispersed; they come and they go; they move in long lines, returning to their mountains, to their valleys. Perhaps from there only one or two may return to their walls, to their fortress, because they are annihilated, they are pursued while they search for their food, their source of living. Among the children, the sons of the valiant one, of the most remarkable warrior among the stalwarts, of the great Warrior of Rabinal, if one or two go away, then one or two come back to your walls, to your fortress." Thus spoke your voice to the chiefs of the Uxab and the Pokomames. But this is what my voice said: Eh, eh! Courageous warrior, man of the Cavek Queche. The challenge, the war cry hurled by the Uxab, by the Pokomames, has been heard. Heaven and earth hear me! It was certain that they would be enraged on account of having to abandon their places between the heaven and the earth to our children, our sons. It was certain that they could not take possession of those beautiful mountains, of those smiling valleys. It is a miracle that you have come to end so many days and so many nights under heaven, above earth; that you have come to shatter the point of your arrow, the hardness of your shield; that you have come to break the force of your arms, the instrument of your power. You have obtained nothing and it is certain that you have taken possession of nothing under heaven, above earth. You know where the limits of your land are which form a junction at the sides of the mountains, at the start of the plains. It is also certain that / am the valiant one, the great warrior, remarkable among the stalwarts, the Warrior of Rabinal, who reigns constantly here with my children, with my sons, here between heaven and earth. Thus speaks my voice to the face of the sky, to the face of the earth. Heaven and earth be with you, valiant warrior, man of the Cavek Queche!

9**QUECHE WARRIOR.** Ah! Ah! Hear me, heaven and earth! It is certain that I have not managed to take possession here, under heaven, above earth, of these beautiful mountains, of these smiling valleys. Was it useless, in vain, LATIN AMERICAN THEATRE REVIEW 26 that I came here to conclude so many days, so many nights, under heaven, above earth? My courage, my bravery, therefore, have they served me naught? Heaven and earth hear me! Now let us go there, to my mountains, to my valleys. Thus speaks my voice before heaven, before earth. I walked along the sides of the mountain, at the start of the plain; there, on the point which is called Camba,641 placed my land- marks and here my voice spoke to the face of the sky, to the face of the earth. Could I not call the chief of Camba to come out, in order to crush him under my sandals,65 to place my sandals on the heads of the children, the heads of the sons of the most remarkable among the stalwarts, of the great Warrior of Rabinal ? Thus my heart speaks its lament. But even if heaven and earth punished me, my voice would still say: I will go away from here again to place my landmarks at the peak of the mountain and at the plain of Zaktihel;66 and I will hurl my challenge, my war cry. Ah, hear me, heaven and earth! Is it true that I have taken possession of nothing here under heaven, above earth? From there I came down immediately to the mouth of the river, and then I saw and considered the freshly-sown lands; the lands of the yellow corn, of the yellow beans, of the white beans, of the birds with talons. My voice then said this, before heaven, before earth: Can I not carry away a little of this freshly-sown earth, with the help of the son of my arrow, the son of my shield ? Then I took possession by imprint- ing my sandals there in the freshly-sown earth. From there I went immediately to plant my markers over the Xtincurun point, in front of Ximbalha, called thus. I went from there, too: I went to plant my markers at the point called Quezentun;68 there I sang out because of the anguish in my heart, during thirteen-times-twenty days, thirteen- times-twenty nights,60 because I had not succeeded in taking possession, of these beautiful mountains, of these smiling valleys. Thus spoke my voice before heaven and earth: Alas, heaven and earth! Hear me! Is it true that I have succeeded in taking possession of nothing here under heaven, above earth; that I came uselessly, in vain, to waste many days, many nights. Thus spoke my voice before heaven and earth. I came, consequently, to the end of my strength, the end of my energy; my valor, my daring, no longer served me. My voice said this to the face of the sky, to the face of the earth. I headed for our mountains, our Valleys. My heart now told me to run from mountainside to mountain- SPRING 1968 27 side, to the side of the valleys; thus spoke my voice. Heaven and earth be with thee, most remarkable among stalwarts, Warrior of Rabinal!

10**RABINAL WARRIOR.** Ah! Valiant one, warrior, man of the Cavek Queche. My children! Why did you carry off my children, my sons? You had nothing to do with them. Leave them in their mountains, in their valleys. If you do not leave them alone I will upset and overturn the earth and the sky. Thus said my challenge. For I had gone away; I was occupied with placing the landmarks of the earth there at the point called Mucutzuum,70 when you kidnapped the white children, my noble sons, at the point of your arrow, by the force of your shield, without your heart caring to hear my challenge, my war cry. Then I ran from mountainside to mountainside, to the sides of the valleys and put my markers on the place called Panahachel. There I hurled my challenge, my war cry against you. Only then and there did you release these beautiful children, the white sons, there at the Great Woods of Cabra- kan Paraveno, called thus, at just a short distance from the Queche mountains, from the Queche valleys. From there they returned, they ran from mountainside to mountainside, to the sides of the valleys; with empty bellies, with hollow stomachs, they returned. Nevertheless, they did not return to their walls, to their fortresses, but they settled near the place called Panamaka. Then you encountered my governor, my ruler, there at the fountain called the Bath of Tohil. Was I not absent, was I not on the point of placing the landmarks in the earth, there in Tzamha,74 before the place called Qulavach-Abah? Then once more I turned my eyes, my contemplation, toward the heavens and the earth. Great was the horizon over which the clouds ran, the horizon where the mists roll, before the high walls of the vast fortress. There I hurled my challenge, my war cry, to the face of the sky, to the face of the earth. My voice spoke thusly: Eh, eh, valiant one, stalwart, man of the Cavek Queche! Why did you come inside the vast walls, inside the vast fortress, to kidnap my governor, my father? You had nothing to do with him. Permit him, then, to return inside his vast walls, inside his palace! Thus spoke my voice; but your heart was not touched by hearing my challenge, my war cry. My voice also said: If you do not LATIN AMERICAN THEATRE REVIEW 28 release my governor, my ruler, may heaven permit, may the earth permit, that I overturn and upset the earth and the sky. May the heavens run over, may the earth run over. Thus spoke my voice. But your heart was not disturbed hearing my challenge, my war cry. Then I climbed up and down the slopes of the mountains, to the flat plains, and I went to place my landmarks among the vast walls, within the vast fortress. But I saw only the horizon where the clouds moved, the horizon where the mists rolled by constantly rising to the vision of the vast walls of the palace. The cicada and the cricket alone sang; they alone interrupted the silence of those vast walls, of those abandoned buildings. But my soul grew desolate, my heart grew faint, and I ran anew along the sides of the mountains and the sides of the valleys until I arrived at the mountains and valleys of the Queche; until I succeeded in finding my governor, my ruler, walled up behind and in front with stone and lime. I hurled myself at it with the son of my arrow, and the strength of my shield, my stranger's mace, my stranger's axe, my valor, my daring. It was thus, alone, that I saw my governor again, my ruler, imprisoned completely alone in the stone and lime. I carried him away from there in my arms by the son of my arrow, by the strength of my shield. For truly, if I had not been there, you would have severed the root, the trunk of my governor, my ruler, among the mountains and valleys of the Queche. That is how I came to see him again, with the help of the point of my arrow, by the force of my shield, and I led my governor, my ruler, inside the walls of the palace. Did you not destroy two, three towns; the cities with narrow streets of Balamvac77 whose sandy soil resounds with footsteps; of Chi-Calcaraxah78 of Chi- Cunu,79 of Chi-Gozibal-Tagah-Tulul80 called thus? When will your heart cease this mad drive toward valor and daring? But you will pay for it, under heaven, above earth. I will announce the news of your presence inside the high walls of the vast fortress, to my governor, to my ruler. That is why you have said your last good-bye to your moun- tains, to your valleys, because here your root and your trunk will be severed, here between the heavens and the earth. It will truly be thus. For this reason I will not speak abundant words. Heaven and earth be with thee, man of the Cavek Queche!

11**QUECHE WARRIOR.** Eh, valiant one, stalwart, Warrior of Rabinal! Is it thus that your SPRING 1968 29 voice speaks to the face of the sky, to the face of the earth; I will not change the words you have spoken to the face of the sky, to the face of the earth, before my mouth and before my face. Without doubt it is I who have transgressed in obeying the orders of our governor, our ruler. "They provoked us, they challenged us," had said the voice of our governor, of our ruler, the chief of Teken-Toh,81 the chief of Teken- Tihax, Gumarmachi,83 and Taktazib, Taktazimah, Cuxuma-Ah,86 of Cuxuma-Cho,87 of Cuxuma-Zivan,88 of Cuxuma-Cab,89 of Cuxuma- Tziquin. These are the names, the lips, the eyes of our governor, of our ruler! "Come then, you others. The twelve bold ones, the warriors; come to listen to the orders." This was the voice which spoke to them at the beginning, and later to you. In truth this is the cause of the misery, the destruction, the disorder which existed in the rooms of the great fortress. Now on the vast walls, in the vast fortress, there are only nine or ten white sons inside the vast walls of the fortress. This was the voice which spoke to them and to you. It is because I was unable to conquer anything here; because of the envy which raged in my heart, I forced the white children to come back, I forced the white sons to return while they were distracted in Iximché92 looking for the beehives of yellow honey, of green honey. When I saw them, my voice said before heaven, before earth: Would I not be able to kidnap those white children, those white sons, in order to place them within my mountains, my valleys? My voice said: I will conduct them before my governor, my ruler, to the Queche mountains, to the Queche valley. And my voice replied: Here then is something of these freshly-plowed lands which have already born fruit of the white open ears, of the yellow beans, of the white beans. From there I returned toward the place called Pan-Cakil93 because my heart went out to the white children, to the white sons. For this reason, then, you hurled your challenge, your war cry. Then my heart, my heart groaned at hearing your challenge, your war cry. It was for this that you came to Panahachel, to hurl your cry. But immediately I let them go free, there in the Great Wood, in the place called Cabrakan Pan-Araveno. The white children, the white sons, had only a short way to go before they arrived at my mountains, at my valleys, at the Queche mountains, at the Queche valleys. Thus returned the white children, the white sons, with dry and swollen stomachs. They continued the LATIN AMERICAN THEATRE REVIEW 30 march by the sides of the mountains, by the sides of the valleys. Never- theless, they did not get as far as their walls, their fortress; they approached, instead, the place called Panamaka. Truly it was I who transgressed when I kidnapped your governor, your ruler, there in the place of the Baths of Tohil; for while he was bathing himself I kid- napped him, by the strength of my arrow and of my shield. I brought him to my mountains, to my valleys, to the Queche mountains, Queche valleys, because of the envy that raged in my heart, because I had not been able to take possession of anything between the heavens and the earth. Thus did I confine him, then, in the walls of lime and stone; I buried him behind the lime, the stone. Without doubt it is I who trans- gressed; in your owns words you said: "You destroyed two or three towns; the deeply-ravined cities of Balamvac, where the sandy soil resounds with footsteps; of Chi-Calcaraxah, of Chi-Cunu, of Chi- Gozibal-Tagah-Tulul, called thus." Certainly I transgressed then be- cause of the envy that consumed my heart, and here I will pay for it now under heaven, above earth. There are no other words in my mouth, in my heart. Only the squirrel, only the bird, here before my eyes, will perhaps have something to sing, mighty chief! Did not your voice also say: "I will announce the news of your presence to the face of my governor, my ruler, within the high walls of the vast fortress ? You have said your last goodbye to your mountains, to your valleys, because here we will sever your root, your trunk, here beneath the heavens, above the earth?" Thus spoke your voice. But could we not proceed agreeably and honestly as brothers? I would adorn you; I would decorate you with my gold, with my silver, with the son of my arrow, with the strength of my shield, with my stranger's mace, with my stranger's axe, with all that I possess, even with my sandals. I would work here, I would serve you and your children as your son, here beneath the heavens, above earth, as supreme sign that you will let me return to my mountains, to my valleys. Thus speaks my voice before heaven and earth. Heaven and earth be with thee, valiant warrior, remarkable among the stalwarts, great Warrior of Rabinal!

12**RABINAL WARRIOR.** Ah, valiant warrior, man of the Cavek Queche! Did not your voice say before heaven, before earth: "Could I not adorn you, and decorate SPRING 1968 31 you, with my gold, with my silver, with the son of my arrow, with the son of my shield, with all that I possess, even with my sandals, to work here, to serve, under heaven, above earth ?" Thus spoke your voice. But what then would I go to say to the face of my governor, of my ruler? That a valiant warrior had fought us behind the vast walls, the vast fortress, for thirteen-times-twenty days, thirteen-times-twenty nights; so that our sleep was without rest or repose. And then, suddenly, I am adorned, I am decorated, by his gold, with his silver, with his stranger's mace, with his stranger's axe, with all that he possessed, even his sandals. And I would say to the face of my governor, of my ruler, that I had then allowed this warrior, following this battle, to return to his moun- tains, to his valleys! Could I say this to the face of my governor, to the face of my ruler? I am already well provided for; I am heaped with gifts from my governor, my ruler; I already have gold and silver; I have the son of my arrow, the son of my shield, my stranger's mace, my stranger's axe; I am well provided for, I am already heaped with gifts from my governor, the ruler of those vast walls, of the vast fortress. For this reason I will announce the news of your presence inside the walls of his vast fortress, to the face of my governor, of my ruler. If my governor, my ruler, tells me to let you depart to your moun- tains, to your valleys, yes, if my governor says it, then I will allow you to go to your mountains, to your valleys; I will permit you to leave. But if my governor, my ruler, says: "Bring him before my lips, before my eyes, in order that I may see that his face is that of a valiant one, o£ a warrior"; if my governor, my ruler, says that, I will take you to appear before him. Thus speaks my voice before heaven and earth. Heaven and earth be with thee, valiant one, stalwart, man of the Cavek Queche!

13**QUECHE WARRIOR.** Very well, so be it, valiant one, stalwart, great Warrior of Rabinal! If you announce the news of my presence to the face of your governor inside the vast walls of his vast fortress, announce me now. Heaven and earth be with thee, most remarkable among the stalwart ones, Warrior of Rabinal! LATIN AMERICAN THEATRE REVIEW

Scene TWO — Within the fortress

14**RABINAL WARRIOR.** I salute you, oh Chief. I salute you, oh Lady. I give thanks to heaven, I give thanks to earth, that you are here, spreading the shadow of your protection, your shelter, under the awning of green feathers, within the vast walls of this vast fortress. Since I am a valiant one, a stalwart, and since I have come before your lips and before your face, inside the great buildings of the fortress; in the same manner I have captured another valiant one, a stalwart, who confronted us for thirteen- times-twenty days, for thirteen-times-twenty nights, behind the high walls of the fortress, where our sleep was without rest or repose. Heaven has delivered him to me, earth delivered him bound to me, cast down by the son of my arrow, by the force of my shield. I have tied him, I have bound him, with my strong cord, with my strong rope, with my stranger's mace, with my stranger's axe, with my net, with my manacles of chisled bone, with my magic herbs. Likewise, I forced him to declare himself without murmur or protest. Soon this valiant warrior spoke the names of his mountains, of his valleys, to my face, to me, the valiant hero. It was this valiant one, this warrior, who imitated the cry of the coyote, who imitated the cry of the fox, who imitated the cry of the weasel, behind the vast walls of the fortress, in order to bring forth, in order to provoke, the white children, the white sons. It was this valiant one, this stalwart, who destroyed nine or ten white children, white sons. It was also this valiant one who kidnapped you in the baths. It was this valiant warrior who laid waste two or three towns; the deeply-ravined city called Balamvac, where the sandy soil resounds with footsteps. Does not your heart desire to put an end to this bravery, to this audacity ? Have we not received messages from our governors, our rulers, each one the governor of his own walls, of his own fortress, saying that he must pay for his misdeeds: the chief of Teken-Toh, the chief of Teken- Tihax, Gumarmachi, Taktazib, Taktazimah, Cuxuma-Ah, Cuxuma- SPRING 1968 Cho, Cuxuma-Zivan, Cuxuma-Cab, Cuxuma-Tziquin ? These are their names, their lips, their faces. Now he comes to pay the penalty beneath the heavens, above the earth. Here we will sever his roots, his trunk; here between the heavens and the earth, oh, my governor, Chief Five- Rain.

15**CHIEF FIVE-RAIN.** My valiant one, my stalwart! Thanks be to heaven, thanks be to earth, that you have arrived at the walls of the vast fortress, before my lips, before my face, before me, your governor, I, Chief Five-Rain. I give thanks to the heaven, thanks to earth, for what heaven has given you; that the earth has delivered to you this valiant one, this stalwart; that he was hurled onto the son of your arrow, before the force of your shield; that you have conquered him; that you have bound up this valiant one, this stalwart. Now let him be brought before my lips and my face that I may see just how brave, how heroic, are his lips, his face. But let him make no outcry, and let him make no commotion when he arrives at the entrance to the great fortress; that way he will be esteemed, he will be admired95 within the vast walls of the fortress. For there will be found his twelve brothers, his twelve kinsmen, guardians of the treasures, guardians of the precious stones. Their lips, their faces, are not complete; something is missing. Perhaps he has come to complete their number in the vast walls, in the vast fortress. Here also there are twelve strong eagles and jaguars; their number, too, is not complete; perhaps this valiant one, perhaps this stalwart, has come to complete them. Here there are great benches of precious metals and silver thrones; there are some where one may be seated; there are others where one may not be seated; perhaps this valiant one, this stalwart, has come to seat himself in those. Here there are twelve drinks, twelve intoxicating liqueurs called Waiting-Hummingbird—sweet drinks, re- freshing, light-hearted, pleasing, attractive, appealing; of which one drinks before sleeping, here in the vast walls of the fortress, the Chiefs liqueurs; perhaps this valiant one came to drink them?* Here there are very fine and well-woven materials, brilliant, splendid, the work of my mother,97 of my wife; for this splendid work of my mother, of my wife, perhaps this valiant one, this stalwart, intends to be the first wearer of its delicacy. Also here is Mother of the Feathers—Precious Emerald, brought from Tzam-Gam-Carchag; perhaps this valiant one, LATIN AMERICAN THEATRE REVIEW 34 perhaps this stalwart, intends to be the first to see her lips, her face; perhaps he came to dance with her, within the vast walls of this vast fortress. Perhaps this valiant one came in order to become the clan's son-in-law,98 brother-in-law of the clan, in the vast walls in the vast fortress. Let us see then if he is obedient, if he is modest, if he humbles himself, if he bows his face on entering. Thus says my voice before heaven, before earth! Heaven and earth be with thee, remarkable among the stalwarts.

16**RABINAL WARRIOR.** Chief Five-Rain, give me your blessing, before heaven, before earth. Here is my strength, my bravery, that you have given me, that you have affirmed to my lips, to my face. I will leave here my arrow, my shield. Keep them, then; guard them in your covered house, in your arsenal; let them rest there; I, too, will rest because when we should have been sleeping, there was no rest for us because of him. Consequently, I leave them with you, inside the walls of this vast fortress. Thus speaks my voice before heaven, before earth. Heaven and earth be with thee, my governor, my ruler, Chief Five-Rain!

17**CHIEF FIVE-RAIN.** My valiant one, my warrior, did not your voice say before heaven, before earth, "Here is my strength, here is my daring; here is my arrow, here is my shield, that you have given me, that you had affirmed before my lips, to my face. I deliver them unto you, then, in order that you may keep them; in order that you may guard those in the vast walls, in the vast fortress, in your covered house, in your arsenal" ? Is this not what your voice said ? But how will I keep them, how will I guard, those in the covered house, in the arsenal? What weapons will you have, then, to protect us against those who might come and be seen at the head of the lands, at the feet of our lands ?" What weapons, then, would you have to protect our children, our sons, when they go out from these lands to seek their nourishment in the four corners, in the four directions? Here, once again and one last time, you must take your valor, your daring, your arrow, your shield, that I here give to you, my valiant one, my stalwart, remarkable among warriors, great War- rior of Rabinal. Heaven and earth be with thee. SPRING 1968

18**RABINAL WARRIOR.** Very well! Here, then, I will take back my vigor, my bravery, that you have given me; that you have entrusted to me before my lips, to my face. Thus I will take them once again and one last time. Thus speaks my voice to the face of the sky, to the face of the earth. And now I will leave you for a moment inside the high walls of your palace. Heaven and earth be with thee, my governor, my ruler, Chief Five-Rain.

19**CHIEF FIVE-RAIN.** It is well, my valiant one, my stalwart! Be careful: do not fall into some trap or be wounded, my valiant one, my stalwart, remarkable among the warriors, great Warrior of Rabinal! Heaven and earth be with thee!

Scene THREE — In front of the fortress

20**RABINAL WARRIOR.** (He frees the Queche Warrior of the ties that fastened him to the tree.) Greetings! Valiant warrior, man of the Cavek Queche. I have re- turned from having announced you within the walls of the vast fortress, before the face of my governor, my ruler. My governor, my ruler, ordered me, brave warrior, to say to you: "Let him make no uproar and let him cause no commotion when he arrives at the entrance of the vast walls, of the vast fortress, here beneath heaven, above earth; but let him humble himself, let him bow his head; that way he will be esteemed, he will be admired within the walls of the vast fortress; for the interior of the vast walls, of the vast fortress, will already be crowded. Already there are twelve of his brothers, twelve of his kinsmen, guardians of the treasures, guardians of the precious stones. Their lips and their faces are not complete; perhaps that stalwart comes to complete this group. There are also twelve strong eagles and jaguars. Their number too is not complete; perhaps that valiant one, that stalwart, comes to complete one or the other. Also there are benches of precious metals and silver thrones; perhaps that valiant one, that stalwart, comes to sit on them. Here, also, is the Mother of the Feathers, Precious Emerald, who comes from Tzam- LATIN AMERICAN THEATRE REVIEW Gam-Carchag. Her lips are inviolate; her face has not been touched; perhaps this valiant one, perhaps this stalwart, comes in order to take the first taste of her lips, her face. There are also twelve kinds of intoxi- cating liqueurs, twelve delicious poisons, cool and sparkling, drinks of the chieftain who rules within the walls of the vast fortress; perhaps this valiant one, perhaps this stalwart, comes to drink them. There are also very fine and well-woven materials, brilliant, resplendent, the work of my mother, of my wife; perhaps this valiant one, perhaps this stal- wart, comes to use them first. Will he not also come as my people's son-in-law, brother-in-law of my people, here within the high building of the vast fortress ?" Thus said the voice of my governor, my ruler. I come, then, to warn you against making an uproar, from causing a commotion when you arrive at the entrance of the high walls, of the great palace; I come to warn you that you should bow down, that you should kneel, when you enter the presence of my governor, my ruler, the grandfather, the Chief Five-Rain. Thus speaks my voice before heaven, before earth. Our conversation need continue no further. Heaven and earth be with thee, man of the Cavek Queche!

21**QUECHE WARRIOR.** Eh! Valiant one, stalwart, great Warrior of Rabinal! Does not your voice speak thusly before heaven and earth ? "I have conveyed the news of your presence to my governor, before my ruler, in the vast walls of the vast fortress. For this reason I come to warn you, valiant one, stalwart." Did not your Chief say: "Bring him so that he may appear before my lips, before my face, on the vast walls, in the vast fortress; so that I can see in his lips, so that I can see on his face, if he is brave, if he is a valiant warrior. Go to warn him to make no uproar, to cause no commotion, when he comes before my lips, before my face; let him humble himself, let him bow his head; because if he is a valiant one, a stalwart, he should be submissive and humble. For here he will be esteemed and honored, here within the walls of the great fortress." Thus spoke your governor, your ruler. Come, come! Would I be a hero, would I be a stalwart, if I were to humble myself, if I bowed my head ? Here, you see how I will humble myself: here, with my arrow; here, with my shield; here, with my stranger's mace; here, with my stranger's axe; that is how I will be humble, how I will bow when I enter the gates of the fortress, of the SPRING 1968 37 great palace. If heaven and earth permit I will demolish the grandeur and the majesty of your governor, your ruler. If heaven and earth permit, I will strike with my fist those lips and that mouth, within the great fortress and the great palace, and you, take some of those injuries first, you valiant warrior! (On saying these words he approaches and menaces the Warrior of Rabinal.)

22**IXOK-MUN.** (Interposing himself between them) Stop, valiant warrior, man of the Cavek Queche, do not kill my valiant one, my stalwart, the most remarkable among the warriors, the great Warrior of Rabinal!

Scene FOUR — Within the fortress

23**QUECHE WARRIOR.** (Advancing before Chief Vive-Rain) I salute you, warrior! I am he who has just arrived at the entrance of the great fortress, at the entrance of the great palace, where you extend your shade100 and your majesty over all. I am he whose coming was announced to your lips, to your face. I am the valiant warrior, the stalwart, to whom your valiant warrior, your stalwart, the great War- rior of Rabinal, came to hurl his challenge, his war cry, to my lips, to my face. He said: "I have announced the news of your coming to the face of my governor, to my father, within the vast walls of the vast fortress. The voice of my governor, of my ruler, spoke thusly: Bring this valiant one, this stalwart, before my lips, before my face, in order that I may see on his lips, in order that I may see in his face, how valiant he is, how great a warrior he is. Advise this valiant one, this stalwart, that he must make no uproar, that he must not raise a commotion, that he should humble himself, that he should bow his head when he enters the great fortress, when he enters the great palace." This your great warrior said to my mouth, to my face. Well then! I am the valiant one, I am the warrior, and if I must LATIN AMERICAN THEATRE REVIEW 38 humble myself, bow my head and bend my knee, then this is what I will humble myself with: here is my arrow, here is my shield, with which I will destroy your splendor and your glory; with which I will strike your mouth and your lips; that is how you will be tested, mighty chief! (Brandishing his weapon toward Five-Rain)

24**IXOK-MUN.** Valiant warrior, man of the Cavek Queche, do not attempt to kill my governor, my ruler, Chief Five-Rain, within the vast walls of his great fortress wherein we stand!

25**QUECHE WARRIOR.** Command, then, that they prepare my seat, my throne, because thus it was in my mountains, in my valleys, that my destiny was celebrated, that the day of my birth was celebrated. There I have my bench, there I have my seat. It is not I who will be exposed to the wind; it is not I who will be exposed to the cold. Thus speaks my voice to the face of the sky, to the face of the earth. Heaven and earth be with thee, Chief Five-Rain!

26**CHIEF FIVE-RAIN.** Valiant one, stalwart, man of the Cavek Queche: I thank heaven and earth that you have come to the vast walls of the vast fortress where I extend forth my shade and my majesty, I, the grandfather, the Chief Five-Rain. Speak then. Reveal why you imitated the cry of the coyote, the cry of the fox, the cry of the weasel beyond the vast walls, beyond the vast fortress, in order to provoke, in order to bring forth my white children, my white sons, in order to bring them outside the vast walls, the vast fortress, in Iximché; in order to try to find, to discover, the yellow honey, the green honey of the bees, the nourishment that was mine, the grandfather, the Chief Five-Rain, on the vast walls, in the vast fortress? You were also the one who kidnapped the nine or ten noble chil- dren, the white sons, who were about to be taken to the Queche moun- tains, to the Queche valleys, if my boldness, my bravery, had not been found vigilant; because there you would have severed the root, the trunk of these noble children, of these white sons. SPRING 1968 You came also to kidnap me there at the Baths of Tohil. There I was seized by the son of your arrow, the strength of your shield. You shut me up among the stone and lime walls, among the Queche moun- tains, among the Queche valleys; there you would have ended by sever- ing my root, my trunk, in the Queche mountains and valleys. But, my valiant one, my stalwart, the most remarkable among the stalwarts, the great Warrior of Rabinal, freed me from there, pulled me out of there, by the strength in his arrow and in his shield. Had it not been for my valiant one, my stalwart, you would have certainly severed my root, my trunk. Thus he again brought me to the vast walls, to the vast fortress. You also laid waste two or three towns: the deeply-ravined cities of Balamvac, where the sandy soil resounds under the footsteps, of Cal- caraxah, Cunu, Gozibal-Tagah-Tulul, called thus. When will the unrestrained desire of your heart, your determina- tion, your boldness, cease to dominate you ? When will you allow them to act, when will you allow them to move ? Did not this determination, this daring, remain buried, concealed, in Qotom, in Tikiram, in Beleh Mokoh, in Beleh Chumay? Was not this determination, this daring, buried, concealed, by us, the governors, by us, the rulers, in each of the walls of the fortress ? But you will pay for these misdeeds here between heaven and earth. You have said your last good-bye to your mountains, to your valleys, because here you will die, you will perish, under heaven, above earth. Heaven and earth be with thee, man of the Cavek Queche!

27**QUECHE WARRIOR.** Chief Five-Rain, with your permission before heaven, before earth. True are the words, the opinions, that you have expressed before heaven, before earth; for truly it is I who have transgressed. Your voice also said: "Have you not called to and provoked the white children, the white sons, in order to bring them out to seek, to discover, the yellow honey, the green honey, of the bees, nourishment for my table, the grandfather, Chief Five-Rain, inside the walls of the vast fortress?" Thus spoke your voice. Certainly it is I who am the transgressor because of the envy that eats at my heart, because I had not been able to obtain possession of these beautiful mountains, of these beau- tiful valleys, here between the heaven and the earth. Your voice has also said: "It was you who came to kidnap me; who seized me in the LATIN AMERICAN THEATRE REVIEW 40 baths of Tohil." Again, in truth, it is I who am the transgressor, because of the envy which rends my heart. Your voice also said: "You laid waste two or three towns: the deeply-ravined cities of Balamvac, where the sandy soil resounds with footsteps, of Calcaraxah, of Cunu, of Gozibal-Tagah-Tulul." Thus said your voice. Certainly it is I who am the transgressor, because of the envy that consumes my heart, because I have not been able to conquer the beautiful mountains, the smiling valleys, here between heaven, above earth. Your voice also said: "Say a last good-bye to your mountains, to your valleys; let your voice speak, because here you will die, here your life will end; here we will sever your root, your trunk; here between the sky and the earth." Thus said your voice. Certainly, I disobeyed your laws, your commands, because of the envy that devours my heart. If it is necessary that I end my life here, that I meet death here, then this is what I say to your lips, to your face: Now that you are well- provisioned, that you are so rich, here in the high walls of the great palace, I will borrow from you some of your table, the Chief's drinks called Ixtatzunun; the twelve liqueurs that intoxicate, the twelve poi- sons so sweet, so refreshing, so lighthearted, that are drunk before going to bed, within the vast walls of this vast fortress; I will borrow from you the marvels of your mother, of your wife. I will taste them immediate- ly, as supreme symbol of my death,101 of my end, here between the sky and the land. Heaven and earth be with thee, Chief Five-Rain!

28**CHIEF FIVE-RAIN.** Valiant warrior, man of the Cavek Queche! Thus spoke your voice before heaven, before earth: "Grant me your food, your drinks. I will borrow them and taste of them now, as the supreme sign of my death, of my end." Then I give them to you. Then I grant them to you. Slaves, serving women, let my food, my drinks, be brought. Let them be given to this valiant one, this stalwart, man of the Cavek Queche, as the supreme sign of his death, of his end, between the sky and the earth.

29**A SERVANT.** It is well, my governor, my ruler. I will give them to this valiant one, to this stalwart, man of the Cavek Queche. (The servants bring a table loaded with food and drinks.) SPRING 1968

30**QUECHE WARRIOR.** (Eats and drinks with disdain. Then he goes to dance before the court. Afterwards he returns and says:) Oh, Chief Five-Rain. Is this your nourishment, is this your drink? There is little to be said; there is nothing in any of them that tempts my lips or my eyes. If you could taste for an instant in my mountains and valleys the excellence of the beverages, the sweet, refreshing drinks that I taste in my mountains, in my valleys! My voice says this to the face of the sky, to the face of the earth! Is this your table and your foods? But here is the goblet from which you drink. It is the skull of my ancestor, the skull of my father,102 which I see, which I observe! Can you not do the same with my bones, with my skull; to engrave and paint my mouth and my face ? In this way, when my children, my sons, leave my mountains, my valleys, to barter five loads of cacao, five loads of fine cacao from my mountains, my children, my sons, can say: "Here is the head of our ancestor, of our father." This will my children, my sons, repeat in my memory as long as the sun is in the sky. Here is also the bone of my arm; let it be the handle of the gourd of precious metals that will resound, that will produce noise on the vast walls, in the vast fortress. Here is also the bone of my leg; let it be the drumstick of the great drum, of the little drum, that will make heaven and earth throb on the vast walls, in the vast fortress. Here is that which my voice also says: I will borrow from you the splendid gold brocade, well-designed, the work of my mother, of my wife, in order that I may adorn myself within the vast walls of the vast fortress, to the four corners, to the four extremities, as the supreme sign of my death, of my end, here beneath the heavens, above the earth.

31**CHIEF FIVE-RAIN.** Valiant stalwart, man of the Cavek Queche! What do you wish, then; what is it that you ask? No matter what, I will give it to you as the supreme sign of your death, of your end, here beneath the heavens, above the earth. Slaves, serving women, bring the golden brocade, the work that you have done in the vast walls, in the vast fortress; let it be given to this valiant one, to this stalwart, as a supreme sign of his death, of his end, here under the heavens, above the earth. LATIN AMERICAN THEATRE REVIEW

32**A SERVANT.** Very well, my governor, my ruler. I will give this valiant one, this stalwart, that which he asks. Valiant one, stalwart, here is the gold brocade you desire, which you asked for. I give it to you, but do not harm it. Do not mistreat it. (The servant gives Queche Warrior a mantle in which he wraps him- self.)

33**QUECHE WARRIOR.** You, musicians and drummers, play now a song on my flute, on my drum. Let them play, then, the great melody, the brief melody. Let my stranger's flute, my stranger's drum, my Queche flute, my Queche drum, play the prisoner's dance, the captive's dance of my mountains, of my valleys, in order that it make the sky shake, in order that it make the earth tremble. May our foreheads, our heads, be bowed when the beating of our feet echoes off the sun, when we dance, keeping time to the music, beating the ground, with the slaves, with the serving women, here under heaven, above earth. Heaven and earth be with you, oh musicians, oh drummers! (He dances in a circle before the court and goes to each corner to hurl his war cry.) Oh, Chief Five-Rain. With your permission before heaven, before earth. Here you have that which you had lent me, that which you had given to me. I come to return it, to leave it at the entrance of the great fortress, of the vast palace; keep it, guard it in your shaded arch, within the vast walls of the vast palace. You agreed to my petition, to my desires, before heaven, before earth; and I have worn and shown it in the vast walls, the vast fortress, in the four corners, at the four extremities, as the supreme sign of my death, of my end, here between heaven and earth. But if it is true that you are rich and wealthy, now grant that I borrow the Mother of the Feathers, the Mother of the Little Green Birds, Precious Emerald, brought from Tzam-Gam-Carchag, whose lips are as yet untasted, whose eyes have not yet been touched, in order that I might first taste her mouth, that I might first touch her face, that I might dance with her, that I might exhibit her in the vast walls, in the vast fortress, in the four corners, at the four sides, as the supreme symbol of my death, of SPRING 1968 43 my end, here under heaven, above earth. Heaven and earth be with thee, Chief Five-Rain.

34**CHIEF FIVE-RAIN.** Valiant one, stalwart, man of the Cavek Queche! What do you wish, then; what is it that you seek ? No matter what, I grant you that which you wish; here is the Mother of the Feathers, the Mother of the Little Green Birds, Precious Emerald, brought from Tzam-Gam- Carchag, whose lips are as yet untasted, whose eyes have not been touched; and I grant her to you, valiant warrior, as the supreme symbol of your death, of your end, here, under the sky, above the earth. Slaves, bring forth the Mother of the Feathers, the Mother of the Little Green Birds; give this valiant one, give this warrior, that which he desires, that which he entreats, as a supreme symbol of his death, of his end, under the sky, above the earth.

35**IXOK-MUN.** Very well, my governor, my ruler. I will give her to this valiant one, to this hero. (Precious Emerald is brought to Queche Warrior.) Here she is, valiant warrior, man of the Cavek Queche. I give you that which you desire, that which you request; but do not offend, do not harm the Mother of the Feathers, the Mother of the Little Green Birds, Precious Emerald. Content yourself only to dance with her within the walls of the vast fortress. (The Queche Warrior salutes Precious Emerald, who \eeps herself separated from him while they dance, always turning her face toward him. He follows her in the same way, undulating before her, while rippling and flaring the mantle. In this way they do turns around the court, to the music of the trumpets, and afterwards they return to a place near Chief Vive-Rain.)

36**QUECHE WARRIOR.** Chief Five-Rain, with your permission before heaven, before earth. Here I return her whom you lent me, whom you granted me as a com- panion. Now I have exhibited her. I have danced with her face to face to the four corners, to the four extremities, within the buildings of the LATIN AMERICAN THEATRE REVIEW 44 great palace. Now take her back, guard her,103 enclose her within the vast walls of the vast fortress. My voice also says: Grant that I borrow the twelve yellow eagles and jaguars whom I met by day, by night, with their weapons, their arrows in hand. Lend them to me that I may amuse myself with them, at the point of my arrow, with the strength of my shield, in the four corners, at the four sides, within the vast walls, in the vast fortress, as a supreme symbol of my death, of my end, here between heaven and earth. Heaven and earth be with thee, Chief Five-Rain!

37**CHIEF FIVE-RAIN.** Valiant warrior, man of the Cavek Queche! Your voice spoke thus before heaven, before earth!: "Grant that I borrow the twelve yellow eagles and jaguars." Thus says your voice. Very well, I grant you the twelve yellow eagles, the twelve yellow jaguars which you desire, which you request to my lips, to my face. Go then, oh my eagles, my jaguars! Proceed so that this valiant one, this stalwart, may amuse himself and his warrior's prowess with the point of his arrow, the strength of his shield, in the four corners, at the four sides.

38**QUECHE WARRIOR.** (Comes forth with the eagles and the jaguars, and performs with them a war dance around the court. Afterwards he returns to the royal plat- form where Chief Vive-Rain is seated with his family.) Chief Five-Rain, with your permission before heaven, before earth. You have granted me that which I wished, that which I requested: the yellow eagles, the yellow jaguars. I have exercised with them the art of war with the son of my arrow, with the son of my shield. Are these, then, your eagles? Are these, then, your jaguars? They are almost nothing to speak of before my lips, before my face, because some of them can see; some of them do not see; they have neither the eagle's beak nor the jaguar's claws. If you could but see for a moment those of my mountains, of my valleys! What a magnificent sight is theirs, and they fight magnificently with teeth and claws.

39**CHIEF FIVE-RAIN.** Valiant warrior, man of the Cavek Queche! We know well the teeth of the eagles, of the jaguars, that are in your mountains. What is, SPRING 1968 45 then, your image, your picture, of the eagles and jaguars who are in your mountains, in your valleys ?

40**QUECHE WARRIOR.** Chief Five-Rain, with your permission before heaven, before earth. Thus speaks my voice one more time to your lips, to your face: Grant me, if you can, thirteen-times-twenty days, thirteen-times-twenty nights to say one last good-bye to the face of my mountains, to the face of my valleys, where I used to live, to the four corners, to the four directions, to see again my place of hunting, my place of rest and nourishment. (No one answers Queche Warrior who dances and disappears for a minute.1** Afterwards, without returning to the royal platform where Chief Five-Rain is sitting, he approaches the eagles and the jaguars who are arranged in the middle of the court around an altar.) And you eagles! You jaguars! "He has departed," you no doubt said. I had not departed; I went only to say good-bye to the vision of my mountains, to the image of my valleys, where I used to hunt something to nourish me, for my favorite game in the four corners, at the four extremities. Ah, heaven and earth hear me! My courage, my daring, have served me nothing. I searched for my way under heaven, I searched for my road over the earth, crossing the grass, crossing the thistles. My de- termination, my daring, have served me nothing. Ah, heaven and earth hear me! Must I really die, must it end here between the earth and the sky? And you now, my gold and my silver! You son of my arrow, son of my shield! My stranger's mace, my stranger's axe, my wreaths, my sandals—all will return to my moun- tains, to my valleys! Carry the news of me to my governor, my ruler, because the voice of my governor, my ruler, said this: "It has already been too long that my determination, my bravery, have been on the hunt." Thus said the voice of my governor, my ruler; let him no longer say it since I await only my death, my end, my destruction, here be- tween the earth and the sky! Heaven be my aid! Earth hear me! If it is true that I must die, that I meet death, here under heaven, above earth, why can I not change places with that happy squirrel, that bird, who dies on the limb of the tree, on the branch of the tree, on which he lived, on which he ate, under heaven, above earth ? LATIN AMERICAN THEATRE REVIEW And you eagles! You jaguars! Come now! Do what must be done! But let your teeth, your claws, kill me quickly, because I am a great warrior who comes from my mountains, my valleys. Heaven and earth be with all of you! Oh eagles! Oh jaguars! (The eagles and the jaguars encircle Queche Warrior, stretching him out on the sacrificial stone in order to open his breast.10* After his death all the actors dance in a circle.)