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Philippe III, né le 1er mai 1245 et mort en 1285, est le dixième roi de France de la dynastie des capétiens. C'est le fils de Louis IX, plus connu sous le nom de Saint Louis, et de Marguerite de Provence. A la mort de son frère Louis en 1260, Philippe devient héritier du trône. En 1262, il épouse Isabelle d'Aragon avec qui il aura deux fils : Louis, qui meurt en 1276, et Philippe, le futur roi de France. Il accompagne son père durant la huitième croisade, en 1270. Atteinte par la peste, l'armée du roi, qui attendait le soutien de Charles d'Anjou, frère de Saint Louis, est décimée. Saint Louis meurt le 25 août 1270. Vaillant soldat, mais discret et timide, Philippe est proclamé roi de France �  Tunis en 1270. Il conclut aussitôt la paix avec les Maures afin de retourner dans le royaume dont il a la responsabilité. Il arrive �  Paris en mai 1271, en ayant perdu sa femme, Isabelle d'Aragon.

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Once, I was seven years old, my mama told me
"Go make yourself some friends, or you'll be lonely"
Once, I was seven years old
It was a big-big world, but we thought we were bigger
Pushing each other to the limits, we were learning quicker
By 11, smoking herb and drinking burning liquor
Never rich, so we were out to make that steady figure
Once, I was 11 years old, my daddy told me
"Go get yourself a wife, or you'll be lonely"
Once, I was 11 years old
I always had that dream like my daddy before me
So I started writing songs, I started writing stories
Something about the glory just always seemed to bore me
'Cause only those I really love will ever really know me
Once, I was 20 years old, my story got told
Before the morning sun, when life was lonely




Most of my boys are with me, some are still out seeking glory

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