It was a sign of the times
At war with sons in France
He burnt the town of Mantes
Was injured as his horse
Stumbled in the smoking ruins
He was carried to Rouen
And was buried at Caen
Having died at St. Gervas
Along the way
He left four sons
Of which two became Kings
Had several daughters as well
His wife’s name was Matilda
Daughter to Count Baldwin of Flanders
So the House of Normany was underway
Such a plight it must be
For this plain butchery
Done with the divine right of kings
With god on their side
And violence and lies
More violence and killing it brings
Yet let us still look
At these legitimate crooks
And bear one more line that Bob sings
'Steal a little and they'll
Put you inside a jail
Steal alot and they'll make you a king'
The way things were divided led to problems
When William the first at last did die
William Rufus the Red got all of England
Normandy was Robert’s piece of pie
Henry youngest of the children
Just got five thousand bits of silver
This led to avarice and arrows in the eye
William the Red was cross and blasphemous
He taxed the Church for all it was worth
With his cunning minister Ranulf Flambard
They foxed the barons of their land and wealth
Robert was favoured as King by those barons
But didn’t show up for the show down
They rebelled but were quelled by William’s men
Robert wanted out of town
So he pawned off his Dukedom to Will boy
And went off to Crusade the Holy Lands
What occurred next seems inevitable
Very low and underhand
William was hated by everyone
For he taxed all right up to the hilt
Of course there is contraversy surrounding
The way in which he was killed
An arrow in the eye whilst out hunting
With Henry in the retinue
Perhaps seems a little bit obvious
But nobody really knew
His brothers not around
Henry picked up the crown
Right there and then without delay
He promised good reforms
A hope of course forlorn
When Robert returned in some dismay
In the fight that then ensued
It was Robert that did loose
At the Castle Tinchebrai
Much to his dismay
He was put in prison till his dying day
Now Henry was quite clever
And excelled in the endeavour
Of monetary reform for the crown
Because he was so sharp
He was nick named the ‘beauclerc’
But his skills did not please the papistry
The church it had been rising
A thought perhaps not surprising
Considering monies it received
From rich and poor
Clergical appointments
Henry saw fit to sell
This holy privatising
Didn’t go down well
Pope Pascal the second
Threatened excommunication
Henry wouldn’t get to heaven
If he carried on like this
The King said he would change
But only his words rearranged
And went on much as he had before
In conferring sacred offices
He rescinded his authority
That is the Divine Right of Kings
The Pope reckoned him as secular
And subservient nothing more
An uneasy split from a greedy flaw
Henry’s only son was drowned
When the White Ship went down
So he had no male heir to make a King
His daughter by wife Adelaide
Was the only card that could be played
So he recalled her from Germany
And married her to Geoffrey of Anjou
A political move of course
Because with France he was at war
With King Louis the Fourth
He could placate or give defiance
With an Angevine alliance
But when Geoffrey wanted castles
He said no
So began a second stupid inbred war
This one with a his own brother in law
Henry died is it not sad
To have so much and end so bad
What is it with these Kings
See what it is their action brings
At war with relatives and sons
Cannot be the best one
The result of all this killing
Surely is not soul fulfilling
That there seemed no other way
No little hints of life more fey
Where oh where could it be
Such is our sad history
Emperess Matilda or Maude
Must have felt like a political pawn
She was married off to two men
Nowhere near her age
The first was Henry the Fourth
Of Germany this was
He was titled Holy Roman Emperor
When he died she had to go back
To England because it lacked
Any other heir to the Throne
To Geoffrey the Fourth Count of Maine and Anjou
Her father made her say I do
Though he was eleven years her junior
And they had to proceed with due care
His emblem featured the planta genesti
The Broom plant the Plantegenet crest see
Of which I would ask please take good note
It’s one of the reasons for which I wrote
They didn’t get on at first
But things got better not worse
She did three sons begat
All were pleased at that
Their names were Henry Geoff and Will
When her father met the children
He argued with their dad
And that is what led to their little war so sad
When her father died
She probably did cry
But soon she had to lead the country on
Yet usurping his oath
Her cousin Steven no sloth
Was quick to steal what was not his
Probably at this while
She was pregnant with child
In Anjou unable England to go
But as soon as she could
She made well and good
And a long civil war began did ensue
Robert of Gloucester helped Matilda
Or her cousin would have killed her
And at Beverston Castle they did win
This was up in Lincon
Steven they imprisoned him
The title Queen she did not wish
But ‘Lady of the English’
Or Empress but the Pope did not like that
But she was haughty and arrogant
Which the English couldn’t tank
Manners maketh man and woman it seems
Even if you are a King or a Queen
So her rule came to not much at all
Steven later got free
Causing Matilda to flee
Oxford in a white cape in the snow
She went to Wallingford
She’d made such escapes before
Such as disguised as a cadaver
In their Civil war palava
When she had to flee Devizes
A girl full of surprises
But Rob of Gloucester soon was dead
She had to go to France instead
Steve of course took the Throne and sat there
Yet Maude’s eldest showed up the natural heir
He had an army in tow
Which changed things so
The Treaty of Wallingford was written down
Stating who would wear the one Royal Crown
Matilda went back to her own court in Rouen
Maybe she just couldn’t stand it too long
When she died she was buried in the Cathedral
Here’s what is written if go there you will
‘Here lies the daughter mother and wife of Henry’
And as epitaphs go it’s much better than many
These Queens were hardcore they lived it to the max
Giving birth to dynasties and dealing with the cracks
In their hearts or in the courts that they had made
There lives had held much fear and joy also love and dismay
Is it a bit of dragon line coming from old Anjou
Does it stare us in the face as I tell their tale to you?
Born at le Mans to Matilda and Geoffrey
Was Henry first King of the Plantagenet line
He married Eleanor of Aquitaine
And added her empire to his own tracts of land
The barons were trying to overcome Royalty
So he tore down their castles and smashed the revolt
Now a Knight could still show his loyalty
He could pay scutage and be a vassal of court
Mercenaries were bought when Knights themselves off
Now this was what the armies were made of
There was much quelling of Normandy
Fighting with the Queen’s ex the King of France
After years of Norman style Trial by Combat
Trial by jury once more had a chance
Textbook common law it was invented
Which very much the church resented
Because their power was undermined
There was a dispute big time
Thomas a Becket was the church spokesman
Once friend to Henry and Chancellor
Also Archbishop in Canterbury Town
In the end he was killed by assassins
In his own Cathedral cut down
Henry had been angry but never wanted this
Four over eager knights did the job
Excommunicated but he got back in again
Was penanced by the church
Who set their terms to work
Henry pilgrimaged to Normandy
Was flogged nude in public in his own town Avranches
Henry had sired many sons on many women
And there were problems with what to give them
With the legitimate ones it was very hard
Henry wanted John for King yet Eleanor was for Richard
Geoffrey was jealous and went for his brothers
He failed and Richard attacked Henry
Who died somewhat miserable that Richard had the crown
Not here to underestimate that great lady of Europe
Let us spend some time with her now
Elaine of Aquitaine
Was quite a free spirit it is said
Which makes a difference with this lot
The Crusades were underway by this time
And bringing new ideas over from Palestine
One of these might well be this ‘Courtly Love’
Of which evidence is scant enough
The rules seem to change or to be ad lib
Coming from the troubadours trouvers and poets lips
Breathing words of this fantastic love
Into a court ready to receive it’s fancy
Fantasy to relieve the tedium perhaps
With adultery or near it
Of a most chivilrous kind
Of high action from high mind
Of humility and courtesy refined
A wild times methinks I would suppose
Henry had so many women Eleanor probably lost count
Her mood it was ambivulant which leaves me little doubt
She half recalled an echo in that trouver’s silken song
That entertained a notion of a world not quite so wrong
Or restrained behind the bars of court imposed marriage
Of love that could go on in someone else’s carriage
Realistic probably consid’ring what was going on
Eleanor had listened to those troubadours for long
I see her sat listening to them telling tales of Peredur
Enthralled by the romance of it always wanting more
Hearing of the graal that Parzifal once dreamed
All in a magic landscape with nothing as it seems
Robert de Boron wrote down the tales already old
In Eleanor’s lifetime at the court they were told
It popularised the tale in a new era reborn
For the stories had origins in pagan times before
When the woman was the one who permitted Kings to be
And marriage was not a thing of eternity
How they must have sighed
And laughed and corred and cried
Flirting with les yeux d’amour
It was considered love’s highest form
Eleanor allowed the Grail to shine
Revealed it to us for all time
She heard how Joseph brought it
After years of imprisonment
To Glastonbury where a church set up
First communion with the blessed cup
Resonating through the years
The Grail responds as we revere
Purification with this vase
Was needed if a court decays
The Grail was symbol of holy grace
For God to heal you face to face
Eleanor’s life was long and crazy
With five sons she wasn’t lazy
Imprisoned fifteen years
For plotting against Henry
She grew sick of his philandering
Wasn’t having any
Went all the way to Spain across the Pyranees
When she was in her seventies
Outlived most of her sons
She really was a one
There had been unrest for decades
Infidels from Persia causing outrage!
Constantine’s mother Helena was
Convinced she had found the original cross
At the site Golgotha where Jesus was crucified
This indeed was a place to be sanctified
So was the Church of the Holy Sepulchre built
In Jerusalem pilgrims could travel as they willed
For Constantine protected the terrain
He had made everyone Christian
Yet about the time of Artur in the West
So Mohammed also did rise to the East
In 638 Islamic Champions took Jerusalem
Antioch and Alexandria where Caliphs became
Controllers who to begin with were tolerant
To the Christians they behaved most clement
It could have been a risky road for to tread
But Caliph Harun al-Rashid gave pilgrims a bed
With Muslim tolerance a hostel did provide
Yet the next Caliph was not so inclined
Hakim destroyed the church persecuted all non Muslims
Said that there was one God and it was him
Persian Seljuk Turks were invited to Bagdad
To all pull together and be big and bad
To become Sunnite Islamic Champions
And take on the Shi’ite rulers Egyptian
Byzantium fell (That’s Istambul now)
Asia minor was closely followed
Soon Jerusalem was taken by Turkish men
Into this new Seljuk Syria of Saracens
Alexius Comnenus took the Byzantiam throne
A cunning man I think he to be shows
By playing one Turk off on another
In power games so he didn’t have to bother
They made their own wars amongst themselves
This for Christian pilgrims didn’t bode well
The treacherous road was now much worse
With bandits and infidels interspersed
But it came to the attention of the church
Who of course could not leave them in the lurch
Something had to be done
Hearts and minds to be won
Inspired by St. Augustine’s idea
Of penitential warfare
Pope Gregory the Seventh
Said Knights could kill and still get to heaven
God would see that you were let in
By setting up a Holy war to absolve the sin
The plan was to reunite the Eastern Byzantium Christians
With the Roman Catholic Church end the schizm
Between Constantinople and Rome
You can see where it’s going
Rome spoke latin it was greek in the east
How can an Empire run with two main seats
Doctrinally aided slow strangulation
Led to a mutual excommunication
East and west disparate Christians
Could be united in a common mission
Brought together to save the Holy Land
From that horrid different Turkish man
That Pope pledged he would lead himself
An army of Western Knights to help
Byzantium, (by then Constantinople that is)
By force to get rid
Of those un christian hordes
That were so deplored
Soon to the council of Piacenza
The King Alexius sends a
Message that military aid is needed
This Pope Urban II conceeded
And comes up with this prime propogandum
Carefully worded murder absolution
‘Deus le volt’ cried the mesmerized crowd
‘God wills it’ Now they were allowed
Back along William the Conqueror
Had had to do penance for
All the raping and pillaging
Not forgetting all the killing
That made the Norman Conquests
But the Crusades brought out the best
Solution to all that belligerant testosterone
In need of soul guidance
Now violence was penance
If you slaughtered a Persian
And this new version
Brought them in like hordes
It was perfect the church needed a way
To say that violence was OK
Because the knights and kings were mad for it
The clergy could not call it interdit
There was too much to gain for one thing
But you couldn’t besmirch the Name and bring
Dishonour and property loss to the Christian Church and State
And those Turks were worse than Heathens for goodness sake
The point was that the church was split in its’ power base
Between Byzantium and Rome in this case
The Vatican must have felt rather insecure
By preaching they whipped up a Holy war
Which is now called the first Crusade
Let us survey the some of the mess they made
Crusaders converged in Constantinople
Answering the Authority of the Pope’s call
Alexius shipped them over the Strait of Bosporus
They had the Anatolian Mountains to cross
But first sieged Nicaea it was a Turk stronghold
But Alexius wouldn’t let them take full control
Dorylaeum they routed with a hard knock
Then over the crags in the push to Antioch
They split up different routes to take
Each a little Holy war would make
Once through Asia Minor they were in Palestine
And so began the pentinance divine
Edessa was captured by Baldwin of Boulonge
He had come through Armenia and purloined
A Princess from there, was made King
The people seemed to want him
This was the first Crusader State
Almost handed like on a plate
Antioch took nine months of siege
And bribery before it was siezed
All Turks were slain
And there were still lain
When the armies of Mosul came and besieged
The besiegers and diseases
From rank hacked corpses
Put pay to some and brought morale low
Just then it seemed that Christ himself did show
That Holy Lance that pierced his side
Beholden to Bishop Adhemar of Puy’s eyes
In the Church of Saint Peter
That first patriarch believer
That preached in Antioch
Right here on the spot and in that plot
As true as Matthews gospel was written hereabouts
It must have come into his mind and given him no doubt
It was a sign from God of divine will
That they must their Crusades fulfill
And bearing that Lance he rallied them all
Till they rode in tight charges from those castle walls
Routing again their objects of hate
And after much squabbling made Antioch State
Adhemar died and was sorely missed by the men
Raymond of Toulouse pushed on for Jerusalem
Through Tripola and Lebanon to the mountains
Where he met the Maronites who were Christians
Who had resisted the Turks
Then on with the work
Jerusalem stood strong and tall
They couldn’t breach it at all
Till a priest had a vision of Adhemar
Who said for the Crusaders hard
To atone by fasting going barefoot round the city
Which they did and pretty quickly
Had taken Jerusalem and killed all Muslims and Jews
It was their way it was what they knew
Ironically Urban died two weeks after that
Never hearing of his coup d’etat
Most Crusaders went home having done their bit
Leaving the problem of how to run it
Jerusalem’s Crusader state was made
And so it wouldn’t fade
Knights Hospitalier and Templar were founded
To protect Pilgrims and run around
Protecting all the Holy ground
From infidel of an other faith
Yet it wasn’t all one way
Solomon’s Temple was of eight
Sided shapes
This design the Templars did take
And place all over Europe
And in Malta too
This sacred geometric tool
I have heard it said that the Western crew
Knew not what high culture they had blown into
Raymond went and did Tripoli
Which made four states and lots of lolly
So the first crusade was complete
But there were to be repeats
Forty years later Turks took Edessa State
So Pope Eugenius III called the second Crusade
Saint Bernard of Clairvaux made it seem vogue
The Eastern Latin speaking states to go
To protect the land from the infidels once more
To fight for the Catholics another holy war
Kings Louis of France and Conrad of Germany
Soon set off upon the merry way
To meet in Acre then set off for Damascus
But they couldn’t get on and results were disasterous
Turks killed them all and they never arrived
And that was the end of the second try
Twenty years after that
A Sunni Kurdish warrior lad
Called Salah ed-Din had
Somehow brought all Moslem sects
Together to reject
The western intrusions
But not with total exclusion
He became Sultan of Egypt
Was naturally equipped
With diplomatic savvy
Such good relations had he
With Syrians Egyptians and Turks
That all prepared never to shirk
In clearing the Middle East
Of ruling Franks and their Priests
Yet his wisdom was in tolerance
Of religious observance
Surely it was better for him
Not to have his servants fighting
Amongst themselves
Might as well
Not hassle the Shi’ites but let them pray
Then all fight together on the battle day
Moslem and Christian respected him
That warrior that we call Saladin
Had more of an innate chivilary
That the Knights had ever dreamed to be
Around this time King Baldwin IV of Jerusalem
Died young of leprosy gruesome
And Saladin much wanted the Crusader States
He went to the desert and stung Tripoli first
He goaded them out and they died of thirst
Acre was next
And then all the rest
Till Jerusalem
Was taken by Saladins’ men
Once he had victory
Ed-Din felt no need
To kill all his conquered
Like the Catholics did
I imagine them shuffling sheepishly home
Embarrassed at how the Crusades were going
Or maybe some stayed and learned quite a lot
Of what ways this strange eastern culture had got
Pope Gregory VIII called for the third crusade
To win back Jerusalem again
In Jesus’s holy name
There was King Frederick Barbarossa of Germany
Also King Phillip II of France
And it’s here where Richard the Lion Heart
Makes his dramatic entrance
Raping and pillaging in Normandy
Had made up most of his youthful days
Yet this was a man brought up with troubadours
And he wrote and sang a bit as well y’all
Especially when needing a ransom
Yes and of course he was handsome
Eager to crusade he sold much property
To finance his armies properly
Would have sold London if he had someone to buy
He once said that you know I don’t lie
He fell out with Phillip his friend on the route
Frederick drowned at Tarsus and then there were two
Who were not getting on and the Germans dispersed
Richard and Philip split up at first
Philip failed at Acre but Richard took Cyprus
Then they came together and were really quite decisive
Acre fell with no Saladin there to rally his men
Richard took the prisoners and just killed them
At which point Philip left saying he was ill
His French troops would follow French Richard still
But the chivalry of Saladin could only go so far
And he came with three times his foe in war
Yet Richard charged and soundly routed them
Then set off for Jaffa destination Jerusalem
But the French without their King would not follow through
So Richard captured Ascalon for something to do
Then set off again for Jerusalem but still could not win it
The Hospitalier and Templar Knights advised not to begin it
Saying even if it was took it could not be kept
A lesson today’s leaders would do well to recollect
Gazing from afar at the city Richard screens his eyes with a shield
Knowing he could not win it back or make the Persians yield
Yet he smashed Saladin at Jaffa with not that many men
Went on to claim a strip of coast but never Jerusalem
At which point they’d both had enough
For each other they were too tough
Saladin was sick of war
Richard wanted home once more
A peace treaty was writ and Richard kept his strip
Of Tyre to Jaffa plus Antioch and Tripoli
Muslems kept Jerusalem but Christian pilgrims could go there
Acre became the head crusader state and this is where
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