Benodet, a name scarcely moored that seemed to be striving to draw the river down into the tangle of its seaweeds; Pont-Aven, the snowy, rosy flight of the wing of a lightly poised coif, tremulously reflected in the greenish waters of a canal;
edo Benodet, lehorreratu berri den ibaia bere algetara erakarri nahi duela dirudien izena, edo Pont-Aven, kanaleko ur berdexkan dardarez ispilatzen den kofia arin baten hegalaren hegada zuri arrosa;