Yo soy un pobre gitano Que vengo de Egipto aqui, Y al nino de Dios le traigo Un gallo quiquiriqui Yo soy un pobre gallego Que vengo de la Galicia, Y al nino de Dios le traigo Lienzo para una camisa. |67| Al nino recien nacido Todos le traen un don; Yo soy chico y nada tengo; Le traigo mi corazon."[26]{18} In nearly every western language one finds traditional Christmas carols. Europe is everywhere alive with them; they spring up like wild flowers. Some interesting Italian specimens are given by Signor de Gubernatis in his "Usi Natalizi." Here are a few stanzas from a Bergamesque cradle-song of the Blessed Virgin:-- "Dormi, dormi, o bel bambin, Re divin. Dormi, dormi, o fantolin. Fa la nanna, o caro figlio, Re del Ciel, Tanto bel, grazioso giglio. Chiuedi i luemi, o mio tesor, Dolce amor, Di quest' alma, almo Signor; Fa la nanna, o regio infante, Sopra il fien, Caro ben, celeste amante. Perche piangi, o bambinell, Forse il giel Ti da noia, o l'asinell? Fa la nanna, o paradiso Del mio cor, Redentor, ti bacio il viso."[27]{19} |68| With this lullaby may be compared a singularly lovely and quite untranslatable Latin cradle-song of unknown origin:-- "Dormi, fili, dormi! mater Cantat unigenito: Dormi, puer, dormi! pater, Nato clamat parvulo: Millies tibi laudes canimus Mille, mille, millies. Lectum stravi tibi soli, Dormi, nate bellule! Stravi lectum foeno molli: Dormi, mi animule. Millies tibi laudes canimus Mille, mille, millies. Ne quid desit, sternam rosis, Sternam foenum violis, Pavimentum hyacinthis Et praesepe liliis. Millies tibi laudes canimus Mille, mille, millies. |69| Si vis musicam, pastores Convocabo protinus; Illis nulli sunt priores; Nemo canit castius. Millies tibi laudes canimus Mille, mille, millies."{21} Curious little poems are found in Latin and other languages, making a dialogue of the cries of animals at the news of Christ's birth.{22} The following French example is fairly typical:-- "Comme les bestes autrefois Parloient mieux latin que francois, Le coq, de loin voyant le fait, S'ecria: _Christus natus est._ Le boeuf, d'un air tout ebaubi, Demande: _Ubi? Ubi? Ubi?_ La chevre, se tordant le groin, Repond que c'est a _Bethleem_. Maistre Baudet, _curiosus_ De l'aller voir, dit: _Eamus_; Et, droit sur ses pattes, le veau Beugle deux fois: _Volo, Volo!_"[28]{23}