They ate their bread not without due condiment of compagnatico, or even their chesnuts in the more remote and primitive mountain districts, drank their sound Tuscan wine from the generous big-bellied Tuscan flasks holding three good bottles, and sang their stornelli in cheerfulness of heart, and had no craving whatsoever for those few special liberties which were denied them.

And wherefore this craving, but for the archetype of that which called it forth?When we say not satisfied, we do not mean discontented, but simply not in full fruition.