Happy Birthday, Frédéric Mistral

In honor of his birth on this day in 1830, the same year that the Book of Mormon was born, here is an excerpt from one of my favorite poets, Frédéric Mistral. The Nobel Prize-winning poet and lexicographer would have been horrified at the way I use language, but I love him nonetheless.

 

The Suitors

When violets are blue in the blue shadows
Of the o'erhanging trees,
The youth who stray in pairs about the meadows
Are glad to gather these.

When peace descends upon the troubled Ocean,
And he his wrath forgets,
Flock from Martigue the boats with wing-like motion,
The fishes fill the nets.

And when the girls of Crau bloom into beauty
(And fairer earth knows not).
Aye are there suitors ready for their duty
In castle and in cot.