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THE ROYAL HOUSE OF FRANCE - outriders poetry project

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© 2009 Max Wickert<br />

“Dear brother of mine, how much evil is brewing to cause your death!” Yet he put in effect what<br />

Gerard had said.<br />

Departing from Bellandes, they came toward Paris, passed like friends through the countryside<br />

during the feast of Saint Dennis, and made a show of heading toward the saint’s shrine Then they<br />

seized much wealth and slaughtered many citizens of Paris, men and women and children. Never<br />

until that day had so much cruelty been wrought in the realm of France. On their own doorsteps,<br />

pregnant women were killed and their wombs slashed open, and countless prisoners were taken and<br />

outrages committed. Had the queen not taken thought that very morning to go to Saint Dennis, she<br />

would have fallen into their hands. All the same, more than twelve thousand citizen and two<br />

thousand women were slain, and many others taken to Burgundy. The brothels of every<br />

Burgundian town filled up with Parisian women.<br />

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After the destruction and massacre of Saint Dennis’ Day, the queen sent messengers in haste to<br />

inform Charles and Roland of the monstrous evil that the Burgundians had wrought. When Charles<br />

heard of the great crime that Gerard had committed, his sorrow was so strong that he all but fell<br />

from his horse, for the messenger reached him just as he was preparing to lay siege to Velagna. He<br />

heaved three great sighs and withdrew to his tent in terrible grief. When presently Roland, Ogier<br />

and Astolph arrived and asked Charles for the cause of his distress, he handed them the messenger’s<br />

letter. As soon as Roland finished reading it, he cried out like a desperate man: “Let the camp at<br />

Maganza be struck and let us be off to chasten the pride of Gerard of the Thicket, that renegade<br />

dog!” The whole army was full of sorrow at the dolorous tidings.

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