"... les porteurs dansent et cabriolent de façon à faire agiter le queue et a renverser les curieux trop voisins. (Pour queue une poutre droite.)"

The Tarasque is furious on the second Sunday after Pentecost. But later, on the day of St. Martha, he passes, gentle as a lamb, led by a young girl. The man inside, with his "dissimulated legs," curvets and gambols amiably. And the people sing the "Lagagdigadeu," a song invented, it is said, by King René himself, inspired perhaps by the tumult of the fête passing his castle down by the Rhone. Or just the swish of the waters as they sweep past the walls of the donjon might easily set fancies ringing in a head like King René's, who saw things as they are, with the song and the radiance in them.

And the people went following the procession, shouting:—

"Lagagdigadeu!

La Tarasco!

Lagagdigadeu

La Tarasco!

De Casteu!

Laissas la passa,

La vieio masco!