ergo piris mensas silvestribus inplet arator Poenus et evulsas Siculus depascitur herbas, iamque Remi populo quernas Sardinia glandes subpeditat, iam corna cibus lapidosa Quiritum? quis venit esuriens magni ad spectacula circi? quae regio gradibus vacuis ieiunia dira sustinet? aut quae Ianiculi mola muta quiescit? quantos quaeque ferat fructus provincia quamque ubere fecundo large fluat orbis opimus, indicio est annona, tuae quae publica plebi, Roma, datur tantaeque manus longa otia pascit.
Is the farmer of Carthage, then, filling his table with wild pears, he of Sicily feeding on herbage he has plucked from the ground? Is Sardinia now supplying the people of Remus with acorns from her oak trees? Are stony cornels now the food of the Romans? Who comes hungry to the shows in the great circus? What district of Rome is enduring the horrors of want because the Steps are empty? What mill on Janiculum is silent and at rest? How great is the produce every province brings, with what rich and generous fertility the fruitful world abounds, is shown by the food which the state gives to thy people, O Rome, and which feeds the long idleness of that great multitude.
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