The gods of Mexico

by Lewis Spence

VIII

O send me to the place that no one knows.

Down came his word;

I spoke to him, Tetzauhpilli,

I will go; that is enough to make him weep.

IX

After four years he will be placed over us.

Of thee it was said,

The place of the fallen,

The quetzal feather-house, the place of plenty,