ABSTRACT
FINALLY, when all the forests, meadows, and plains are green and flowering, when the sun is moving through Cancer, that is, on the vigil of the feast of St John the Baptist, a day which in olden times they kept with wonderful celebrations and gave their descendants clear directions to observe with festive reverence, the whole people, of both sexes and all ages, regularly gather in crowds in the public open spaces of cities, or on a flat stretch of ground in the fields, and everywhere light great fires for round dances and skipping dances.
