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THE ROYAL HOUSE OF FRANCE - outriders poetry project

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© 2009 Max Wickert<br />

Bernard went back to Clairmont. There he immediately summoned Duke Aymon of Dordogne, Otho of England,<br />

Miles of Angrant and Gerard of Roussillon, his sons by marriage and Cardinal Leo’s brothers, as well as for his two<br />

illegitimate sons, Ansewig and Sanguin. He informed them of the facts and bade them prepare for the coming conflict.<br />

Duke Namo Raises an Army<br />

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When Morand had taken leave of Bernard, he crossed the Po with his companions. The traversed all<br />

Lombardy, passed the Alps, and upon arrival at Constance learned that Duke Namo was in<br />

Flanders. They traveled thither and found the Duke holding splendid court. Morando had made his<br />

companions dismount in the courtyard and they climb ed the stairs of the palace together and<br />

found the Duke in the hall, watching the company dance. All stopped to look as they entered the<br />

hall. Morand was holding Galeana’s hand, and she was dressed like a boy. The Duke saw her and<br />

pointed her out to some of his nobles, saying: “That boy looks like a girl.” After approaching<br />

Morand, he said to him: “My dear fellow, that page of yours should have his fingernails pared.”<br />

Morand laughed and said: “One jester does not fear another jester’s jibes.” Duke Namo then turned<br />

to Charlot and said: “Sir knight, whence are you?” He could wait no longer, but knelt down and said<br />

in a loud voice: “Most noble duke, I am Charlot, son of Pepin, King of France and Emperor of<br />

Rome; and this is Morand of Riviera. We have com to commend ourselves to you and to entrust<br />

ourselves to your power. We pray that it be your pleasure to aid the better cause, even as your<br />

predecessors did.” When Duke Namo heard Charlot, he at once knelt at his feet and embraced and<br />

kissed him, and all the lords that were present, seeing their Duke kneeling, knelt down also. There<br />

was none so hardhearted among them who did not weep for joy and sorrow: sorrow at<br />

remembering the death of his father; and joy at his own appearance, since everyone had thought him<br />

dead.

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