la vieja que habla a la mozuela que va a entrar al monasterio: "Hija mía, muy amada, chiquita, delicada, palomita la más amada, ya habéis oido y entendido las palabras de vuestros padres que aquistán. Cosas preciosas os han dicho, y raras como piedras preciosas muy resplandecientes y como plumas ricas muy verdes y muy anchas y muy perfectas, que las tenían guardadas en su pecho y en su garganta. Lo que yo agora quiero hacer es ayudar a los que os han hablado1 antes de mí, y tomar la mano por ellos, aunque son padres y madres, y como tales han hablado y son discretos y sabios, y son como candela y lumbre, y como espejo. Oye, hija mía muy amada, cuando eras chiquitica y ternecita, aquí están los que te engendraron, que son tu padre y tu madre, de los cuales eres sangre y carne, en tu ternura y en tu niñez te prometieron y te ofrecieron a nuestro señor, el cual está en todo lugar, para que seas una de las perfectas hermanas de nuestro señor, de las hermosas vírgines que son como piedras preciosas y como plumas ricas, para que
\nEl texto dice "hbado".↩
The older woman who addresses the maiden about to enter the monastery speaks in this way: “Most beloved daughter of mine, little one, most beloved and delicate little dove, you have already heard and listened to the words of your elder kin1 who are here. They have told you things that are precious and rare like precious stones that are very resplendent and like valuable feathers that are very green, very broad, and very perfect; and they were keeping these [words] safe within their hearts and their throats. What I want to do now is to help the ones who have spoken2 to you before me and to take my turn after them, even though they are fathers and mothers, and have spoken as such, for they are wise and discreet; and they are like a candle, a flame, and a mirror. Listen, my most beloved daughter: when you were very small and very tender, here are those who conceived you, who are your father and your mother, whose flesh and blood you are. They pledged you during the tender years of your childhood, and they offered you to our lord, who is everywhere, so that you may become one of the perfect sisters of our lord, one of the beautiful virgins who are like precious stones and like valuable feathers, so that you may
\n“Elder kin”: vuestros padres; literally, “your parents.” This figure of speech includes all the elders from the pupil’s ward, her kinsfolk. The corresponding Nahuatl reads motechiuhcahuan, monoltitoqueh (those who made you, the ones who doubled themselves in you; that is, “your progenitors”).↩
“Spoken”: hablado. LAGQ (2:655) indicates that there is a scribal error in the manuscript here, reading hbado instead of hablado.↩
[cequjn]tin calmecac nenca:
\nqujlvia. Nochpuchtzin, cocotzin, tepetzin, xocoiotl: ca otoconmocujli, ca otoconmanjli in jmjhijotzin in motechiuhcaoan in monoltitoque: ca omjtzonmomaqujlique in anemjuhquj in tlaçotic, in maqujztic, in chalchiuhtic in cuecueioca: auh in juhquj in quetzalli in xopaleoac, in patlaoac, in vel iaque, in jnxillantzinco, in jntozcatlantzinco, in cepoatoc, in cuelpachiuhtoc.
\nAuh in axcan: njcan cententica, cencamatica, ic njqujnnopalevilia, ic njqujnnopatilia, in nanti, in tati, in jxeque, in nacaceque, in iolloque, in tlaviltin, in ocome, in tezcame. Tla xicmocaqujti nochpuchtzin, nocioapiltzin, xocoiotl: in oc tatzintli, in oc titepitzin: meviltiticate in jntechpa timoqujxti in motatzin, in monantzin in timezio, in tintlapallo, in timoxijo: ca oc tatzintli, ca oc ticonetzintli, oc tipiltzintli: in mjtzitoque, in mjtznetoltique, in jvic mjtzi[toque]
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\n[The old woman] said to her: “My daughter, dove, little one, youngest one, thou hast grasped, thou hast taken the discourse of thy progenitors, those who are here. They have given thee the incomparable [words], like precious things, like bracelets, like precious green stones, resplendent like precious feathers, deep green, wide, perfect,2 which lie inert, lie folded in their bosoms, in their laps.
\n“And now herewith a word or two wherewith I help, I reaffirm the mothers, the fathers, the discreet, the able, [who are] the candles, the torches, the mirrors. Take heed, my daughter, my young noblewoman, the youngest one: when thou wert still a tender little thing, still tiny, there were present those from whose loins thou camest, thy father, thy mother, those of whose blood thou art, those of whose color thou art, those of whose essence thou art. Verily thou wert still a tender little thing, yet a girl, yet a baby when they declared thee, promised thee,
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