A trompeur, trompeur et demy.
French duke and poet (1394-1465)
A French duke who spent a quarter-century as an English prisoner of war and emerged having written over five hundred poems in two languages—turning captivity into one of the medieval period's most unlikely literary catalogs.
Charles inherited the Duchy of Orléans in 1407 after his father Louis I was murdered, along with holdings that stretched from Blois to an Italian claim through his mother Valentina Visconti. Captured and held as a prisoner of war, he spent twenty-five years in English custody—a stretch that might have broken him but instead became the crucible for his work. He wrote in French and English both, producing a body of verse that survived him in remarkable volume. After his release and return to France, he kept writing. More than five hundred of his poems still exist, the output of a man who turned…
Sourced, dated quotes from Charles, Duke of Orléans
A trompeur, trompeur et demy.
My ghostly fader, I me confesse, First to God and then to you, That at a window,—wot ye how?— I stale a cosse of grete sweteness.
The smylyng mouth and laughyng eyen gray, The brestis rounde and long smal armys twayne.
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