S.Margherita Belice; shepherd ; From the Leopard: Venus shone, grape's grain peeled, transparency and dampness, and of it already seemed of to hear the rhombus of the solar wagon that salivates the uphill street under the horizon; soon they were met the first flocks that advanced torpid as tides, driven to blows from the shepherds put on of skins; the wools had made soft and rosy from the first rays; then was necessary to settle dark quarrel of precedence between the herd dogs and the spiteful bloodhounds, and after this deafening interval it turned each other above for a slant and it was there in memorable silence of pastoral Sicily......