Upstirred by Rousau on his throne,
Soul of the pine's wood harmony,
And of each sun-creek of the sea;
Soul of my Fatherland's dear shrine,
Inspire Provençal verses mine.")
Translation by Duncan Craig.
CHAPTER XII
TARASCON
"You seem to have found a very interesting book," said Barbara, with an amused smile, to which I had grown accustomed.