i am finaly reunited with my dear wife and children in heaven, hoping that my son Henry will be a good ruler.
*AND YEAH A NEW DRINKING BUDDY WARWICK!!! WHERE IS MY UNCLE? WE COULD MAKE SOME COMPETITION!*
On this day in history, 21st of April 1509, King Henry VII of England died at Richmond Palace of tuberculosis.He was buried beside his wife, Elizabeth of York, at the Lady Chapel at Westminster Abbey. Their magnificent tomb in the chapel was designed by Italian sculptor Pietro Torrigiano. The gilt bronze effigies can be seen through the fine grille which surrounds the tomb. The heads of the effigies carried at their respective funerals still survive and can be seen in the Abbey Museum, that of the king being from a death mask.The inscriptions on the tomb can be translated:
“Here lies Henry the Seventh of that name, formerly King of England, son of Edmund, Earl of Richmond. He was created King on August 22 and immediately afterwards, on October 30, he was crowned at Westminster in the year of our Lord 1485. He died subsequently on April 21 in the 53rd year of his age. He reigned 23 years eight months, less one day”
Translation of the inscription around the edge of the tomb:
“Here is situated Henry VII, the glory of all the kings who lived in his time by reason of his intellect, his riches, and the fame of his exploits, to which were added the gifts of bountiful nature, a distinguished brow, an august face, an heroic stature. Joined to him his sweet wife was very pretty, chaste and fruitful. They were parents happy in their offspring, to whom, land of England, you owe Henry VIII”
Pictured: Scene at deathbed of Henry VII at Richmond Palace, 1509. Drawn contemporaneously from witness accounts by the courtier Sir Thomas Wriothesley(d.1534), who wrote an account of the proceedings. (British Library Add.MS 45131,f.54)
“I am, Your Grace?” She questioned, confusion written clearly upon her face. The Plantagenet failed to see how her life had been lucky! A father, three brothers, two uncles, a cousin and an aunt all gone; ripped from life and breathe as if they were meaningless. Their lives nothing more than a simple stone dropped in a large sea; a hollow existence felt most by those left behind.
Such sadness soon turned to disbelief as she swung around quickly to look at him. Mouth would open rudely as eyes widened at this words. “You will?” A smile would soon form upon her lips as a hand clamped itself over it; a wave of emotions suddenly impaled upon her. “We shall all no longer be bastards?” Perhaps such vile words in front of a King were not wise but at this moment, the blonde simply did not care.
The elation was evident on her face as her hand left her mouth and she simply smiled before head was raised to the sky; a silent thank you to the Lord being given. “I thank you, deeply, Your Grace for making such a move that will clear us of such a name of illegitimacy. Your good deed has restored my faith in others I believe.” While words were an exaggeration of her feelings, she was grateful immensely for his actions.
A small smile appeared on his lips at her sudden happiness. Of course such act was not only altruist but the joy on her features pleased him. “Indeed, you and your family will no more be tagged in such vile words” Henry added as they passed by a bush of red roses, “you and your sisters will wear once more the title of princesses, your mother, Queen dowager and…” he paused, uncertain of the way to bring such matter, “and your brothers, prince and rightful King Edward V.”
These words were hard to say, for the two young boys disappeared in the Tower and their deaths, as well as their survivals, were only supposed. A sword of Damocles above Henry’s head that he didn’t want to think about. At least not now.
He turned to pick a rose from the bush with bright red petals. “But for now accept this modest present” he said, offering to his companion of walk the flower in a hope of conciliation, “Red will suit perfectly your white complexion my Lady.”
Lizzie smiled, nuzzling against him as she settled in his arms. It was a strange custom, but she desired to share his bed at night. It didn’t matter what the court or the ambassadors. She wanted to be with him. In his embrace, the nightmares would be fended off and she would be safe. Together, they could make it through the night.
"Tomorrow, I will be able to preside over my ladies and household, seeing to the beginning of my lifestyle, as well as decorating my rooms."
"Of course" he kissed once more the top of her head. "I know that most of your ladies are not from your own decision but if one of them create you troubles or discomfort, decide as you like. It is your castle as much as my own but you gouvern over your household."
A humming started in his throat as he closed his eyes. The same hum that he whispered the day she joined him at London, feverish and tired, Elizabeth in his arms as he rocked her, a french lullaby leaving his lips. Henry was not a effusive man but he hoped his affection could be visible through such acts.
two things? hmm… my ability to draw (when my hands decide to make something properly) and my frankness (which sometimes creates problems) :D
// i can see there is activity in the ‘henry vii’ and ‘lizzie of york’ tags BUT I DON’T SEE NEW POSTS!
i hate broken tags…
i should really watch this movie then. *brb downloading it*Agreed. Talent before fame. I have already written a post about how I feel about this issue. The 1995 movie has an interesting take on Richmond that isn’t obvious until the very end. Sorry I mention it again. But I quite like that movie :)
Richard III is the only role that has been cast at this point. But I hope they get someone really good as Richmond.same :D not necessary a famous one but a good one! and i know it’s an adaptation of Shakespeare’s work but i hope it won’t be ‘too much’ black and white: the evil Richard and the knight in shiny armor Henry (both one dimensional characters)