“Aeneas with his son and with his first leaders in the shadows of a large tree apart from the others to take food together I joined.
They were comfortable on the grass; and, as a notice to believe that it was the great Jupiter, they had little food; and those few great forms of focaccia and farrate instead they had tables and squares, and the earth itself and its furrows to the rural apples were fiscelle and nappi.
Otherwise, by chance, there was nothing to eat. “