Excerpt from a poem by Jean-François Meiller de Montregard :
L’arbre s’es despolhat de son felhatge vèrd,
Lo païsan a pres sa casaca d’ivèrn,
Lo jorn, o veiètz ben, n’a pas mai d’una braça,
E dins lo fons dau ceal lo solelh s’embarassa.
The tree has shed its green foliage,
The peasant has put on his winter coat,
The day, as you can see, has no more than a fathom,
And in the depths of the sky the sun embarrasses itself.