In the midst of the general enthusiasm, Jasmin addressed the charming lady in some lines which he had prepared for the occasion.
Holding in his hand a bouquet of flowers, he said-- "Oh well they bloom for you! Mothers and daughters, Throw flowers to her, though moistened with your tears.
These flowers receive them, for They bear the incense of our hearts.
Daughter of heaven, oh, sing! your name shines bright, The earth applauds, and God will bless you ever." At the conclusion of his poem, Jasmin threw his wreath of flowers to the young lady, and in an instant she was covered with flowers by the audience.Mdlle.Roaldes was deeply moved.

She had faced a public audience for the first time; she had been received with applause, and from that moment she felt confidence in her performances as well as in her labour of love.
The poet, with the singer and harpist, made a tour in the southern provinces, and the two muses, poetry and music, went from town to town, enlivening and enlightening the way.

Every heart praised the poet for giving his services to his young and beautiful friend.

They applauded also the lovely woman who made her harp-chords vibrate with her minstrel's music.

The pair went to Montauban, Albi, Toulouse, and Nimes; they were welcomed at Avignon, the city of Petrarch and the Popes.
Marseilles forgot for a time her harbour and her ships, and listened with rapture to the musician and the poet.
At Marseilles Jasmin felt himself quite at home.