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THE ROYAL HOUSE OF FRANCE - outriders poetry project

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© 2009 Max Wickert<br />

While Charles was being eagerly hunted by the Maganzas, the abbot to whom Charles had come<br />

declared that he had many times had a vision in which a voice cried out: “That boy whom you<br />

employ as your servant is Charlot, son of King Pepin.” So he called him to his side one morning<br />

and asked him who he was and of what descent. He replied: “I am a herdsman’s son. When King<br />

Pepin was killed, my father’s herd was taken from him and he himself was slain, because he loved<br />

King Pepin, and I fled from home.” The abbot did not wish to take him at his word, but believed<br />

that when he said “herdsman of beasts”, he was in fact speaking of men. Charlot stayed in that<br />

abbey for four years, as the abbot’s servant.<br />

Young Charlemagne in Exile<br />

Charlot at Saint-Omer<br />

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Two years after Pepin’s death, Morand of Riviera, Charles’ foster-father, having long sought after<br />

Charlot and having heard no news, decided to search for him in person. He left his possessions to<br />

his two young sons and entrusted them with the government. Then he stayed in disguise at Paris<br />

with some friends, but could find no further news at all. Dressed like a clergyman, he then went<br />

searching all the churches and minsters of France within three3 miles of Paris. Finding nothing, he<br />

went from there to Rome and many other countries, until almost four years had passed since Pepin’s<br />

death. Now Morand returned once more in disguised to Paris and again inquired with his friends,<br />

and heard nothing to the purpose. He left Paris, armed and on horseback, and made his way toward<br />

Orleans. When he had come five miles from Paris, he found a herdsman watching his sheep who<br />

wore a very tattered jerkin of silk on his shoulders. Morand halted and it seemed to him that he<br />

knew that jerkin. He asked the shepherd, who was about sixteen years old, whence he had that little

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