There is hardly anyone in France who does not remember at least odd snaches of the lament of King Renaud who returns from the war carrying his guts in his hands" and of his unfortunate spouse who gave birth to a son. The repeated, albeit failed, attempts to conceal his death from this feathful wife who eventually chooses to follow her husband into the grave, have caused much ink to flow. And many tears too.It was the great collector of Breton lore,...