Los pastores, a Mexican play of the nativity . offer these poor cakes, and gazeUnworthy on Thy splendor. NowFarewell, farewell, thou holy Rose,Bartolo comes to kiss thy , thou canst understandWhat draws us on to Bethlehem;What thou wouldst take to give the ChildThou shouldst prepare; the time has come. Bartolo Why take Him gifts ? The rather IWill ask that He relieve these pains 148 LOS PASTORES Que me quite estas flojeras, Que no me dejan bullir? 1920 Tebano . Antes que los reyes vengan PaeLdo Tiraremos a. Uegar. Bartolo Mejor llegar esta noche, Que habia mucho que senar. Gi
Los pastores, a Mexican play of the nativity . offer these poor cakes, and gazeUnworthy on Thy splendor. NowFarewell, farewell, thou holy Rose,Bartolo comes to kiss thy , thou canst understandWhat draws us on to Bethlehem;What thou wouldst take to give the ChildThou shouldst prepare; the time has come. Bartolo Why take Him gifts ? The rather IWill ask that He relieve these pains 148 LOS PASTORES Que me quite estas flojeras, Que no me dejan bullir? 1920 Tebano . Antes que los reyes vengan PaeLdo Tiraremos a. Uegar. Bartolo Mejor llegar esta noche, Que habia mucho que senar. Gila Levantate, Bartolito Que ya habiamos de ir caminando. Bartolo Vete tu por tu camino, Y no me estes Bartoleando. Hermitano A la gran Jerusalen, Bartolo con alegria. 1930 Bartolo Ballan a darle las graciasAl verdadero Mesias. Naval Vamos, y veras el buey, Que a Dios calentando esta. Bartolo No quiero que sea brabo Y cornadas me dara. Meliso Vamos, y veras la mulaQue comiendo paja esta. Bartolo No quiero que sea vil, Y no me convidara. 1940. THE SHEPHERDS 149 Which keep me wretched, cold, andweak. Tebano and Haste to arrive before the Kings. Parrado Bartolo Better arrive at fall of night, When supper time is drawing on. Gila Rise, Bartolito, rise, t is time To start. Bartolo Nay, Gila, go thy ways, Bartolo me no Bartolitos. Hermit To holy ground, Jerusalem, Come, Bartolo, with joyful heart. Bartolo Go thou, and give the Saviour thanks. Nabal O come and see the kindly ox, Warming his guest and Infant Lord. Bartolo Indeed not I; he might prove fierceAnd gore me sadly with his horns. Meliso Come, thou shalt see the friendly assMunching his hay beside the ox. Bartolo Not I, I hate to watch a feast When I get neither bite nor sup. i5o LOS PASTORES Toringo Lla las cabrias van altas,Bien te puedes levantar. Bartolo Vete tu por tu camino,No me vengas a amolar. Gerardo Levantate, Bartolito,Que ya el lucero salio. Bartolo Esas si que son mentiras,Estan dando la oracidn. Mengo Levantate B
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