Happy MAYkas!

Then little by little they learned the sweet notes that ripple from the plaintive pipe as the player's fingers strike the stops the pipe invented in pathless woods and forests and forest glades, in the solitary spots where shepherds rest in the open air. With this music they would soothe and chalm their hearts after they had eaten their fill; for that is the time when everything affords pleasure. So they would often lie in friendly company on velvety turf near a running brook beneath the branches of a tall tree and provide their bodies with simple but agreeable refreshment, especially when the weather smiled and the season of the year embroidered the green grass with flowers. Then there would be jokes, talk, and peals of pleasant laughter; for then the rustic muse was at its best. Then, prompted by playful gaiety, they would deck their heads and shoulders with garlands of interwoven flowers and foliage and move their limbs clumsily in an unrhythmical dance, striking mother earth with clumsy feet. (Lucretius, De Rerum Natura, Book V 1383-1403)

The Swing (1767) by Jean-Honoré Fragonard