Over His Dead Body
Henry the Young King died ‘in the flower of his
youth’ on 11 June 1183, at Martel ,
Limousin . Henry’s chaplain, Gervase of Tilbury lamented his
young king’s premature death, which ‘heralded the ruin of knighthood’. William
Marshal, Henry’s tutor, guide and most faithful companion said that his young
lord’s death ‘marked the end of all knightliness’. Both of them seem to be in
the right, for the people who stood behind the events that followed the Young
King’s untimely passing had nothing to do with what was to become known as
chivalry.
Sancho
First of all, there was one Sancho de Savannac,
ordinary mercenary, as it seemed. In reality old fox, cunning and ruthless, captain
of the Basques hired by young Henry. It was him, who spoke in the name of his
soldiers. The Young King had promised to pay them off, but he never had. It’s
not their damned business that he died penniless. It’s not their damned
business that he died. All they wanted was their money back. Sancho must have
known that William Marshal had no means to pay off the late king’s debt, so he
threatened to seize the royal body for ransom. Surely the old king would pay
any price to get his beloved boy back. Both horror-stricken and shaking with fury,
William Marshal had to employ all his authority and composure, before he
offered himself as a guarantee to pay the money back. He gave his word and for
Sancho that was enough to let him go and take his Young Lord to Rouen . William did not
know how he was going to collect the required sum, and, later find the funds to
fulfill his dying King’s wish. He had promised to take young Henry’s Crusader’s
cloak to the Holy Sepulchre in Jerusalem .
The weather was fine, the day beautiful when the procession finally set off up the dusty road toward the north. But William did not see the clear azure sky. His horizon had become shrouded in the dark clouds the very hour his Young Lord had been ‘translated from shadows to light’ and for the time being he could find no means to disperse these clouds.
The weather was fine, the day beautiful when the procession finally set off up the dusty road toward the north. But William did not see the clear azure sky. His horizon had become shrouded in the dark clouds the very hour his Young Lord had been ‘translated from shadows to light’ and for the time being he could find no means to disperse these clouds.
Geoffrey
William Marshal was to live his long and
eventful life without knowing how much he actually owed to Geoffrey, prior of
Vigeois. He could not have known that he had been immortalized as the Young
King’s carissimus on the pages of
Geoffrey’s Chronicon. The prior
himself must have been deeply moved by the events he had become eyewitness to.
The Young King’s entourage stopped on its way north at Vigeois. The company was
so “impoverished that a collection at a requiem … there raised but twelve pence
(which the Young King’s chaplain filched)”. Henry’s household knights could not
afford to provide candles about the bier and had to depend on the abbot’s
hospitality. The same was with food. They could only count upon the prior’s
charity. And the prior happened to be Geoffrey, a man with a flair for
collecting stories in his memory and later pouring them onto parchment.
Therefore, as he was giving dispositions to the monks to prepare meal and due lodgings
for the unexpected guests, he seized the opportunity to find out what had
happened and how the Young King had passed away. Next day, the very moment the
sad procession left the walls of his monastery, the prior get down to work. And
as it turned out, he made good use of everything he had learned. He described
at length how young Henry ‘…pack as much repentance into his deathbed as he
could’. He left nothing unsaid. The hair shirt, bed of ashes, halter around
neck, Bernard, bishop of Agen administering the last rites, and many other men
of religion … all was there to ‘draw the readers attention away from the affairs
of this world to those of the next’. Of course, Geoffrey, a man of religion
himself, must have seen young Henry’s untimely passing as divine punishment.
Good Folk of Le Mans
But there were other voices who disagreed with
that of the prior. One Thomas de Agnellis, in his sermon claimed that as the
Young King’s sad retinue was toiling over the jolly sunbathed hills and dales
of Aquitaine ,
it became the focus for many miracles. The rumors of the late king’s sainthood
began to circulate. The monasteries pillaged by him shortly before his death-
as it happened some of the most sacred shrines of western France: St Martial, Limoges, St Amadour, Rocamadour- suddenly forgotten, it was
the impressive penance performed by Henry at his deathbed that really mattered
now. Impressive penance and a leprous man, and a woman suffering from hemorrhages
miraculously cured by touching the bier, the lights in the sky above the
monastery of St-Savin on an overnight stop, and one more “display of celestial
pyrotechnics” four miles before the city of Le Mans, where “ a light was seen
in the sky in the shape of a cross, and a beam of light shone down upon the
bier”. No wonder that when this latest revelation became common knowledge, the
bishop and the great men of Le Mans , acting in,
what they probably saw as their common interest and utterly disregarding the
dying king’s will- Henry had expressed a wish to be buried at Rouen cathedral- seized the opportunity to
acquire the relics. That is why when the body
“… was set down in the choir of the church
of St Julien [they] rushed in, and
with popular approval speedily buried it there”, next to the late king’s
paternal grandfather, Geoffrey le Bel of Anjou .
Good Folk of Rouen
When the citizens of Rouen learned of those ignoble doings they
fought tooth-and-nail to get the royal body back. They threatened to raze the
city of Le Mans
to the ground and, if necessary, carry off the body by force. They would grant Rouen its first royal
burial. They would heighten the prestige of their city. They would not give
anyone chance to dupe them. Especially not the people of Maine . And they did as they said: ‘with
success, but without dignity’ they granted Rouen its first royal burial, they heightened
the prestige of their city, they did not give anyone chance to dupe them. They
owed it mainly to the old king’s intervention who ‘fearing bloodshed between
the rival cities, made an order for the corpse to be given up’. The poor body
was disinterred, but as it turned out, despite the temporary stop at Le Mans , it did not loose
its efficiency. On its way north, at Sées, it cured two children, one suffering
from dropsy, the other blind from birth and not able to move his arms and legs.
The miracles highly similar, if not identical to those performed by Christ
himself. On reaching the capital of Normandy , the Young King’s body went through
careful examination. The people of Rouen wanted
to make sure that the people of Le
Mans had not kept its parts as relics. They learned
even more: the body, after its forty-day wandering in the sweltering heat of
French summer, was incorrupt. One more effectual proof of young Henry’s
sanctity.
The Aftermath
William Marshal was freed from some of his
concerns, when Henry II paid off Henry the Young King’s debts, and Sancho and
his soldiers got their money back. William could prepare himself to undertake
his pilgrimage to the Holy Land in his late
Lord’s stead with one hundred Angevin pounds from Henry II’s purse and a safe place
in the king’s household on his return.
Prior Geoffrey continued his work till he died,
a year after the sad events he described in his Chronicon. He could not have predicted that in the future his
account would become such an important source of information of the Young
King’s last hours.
Thomas de Agnellis’s ‘Sermo de morte et
sepultura Henrici Regis Junioris’ was ignored and did not help to make the
Young King saint. So young Henry was mercifully spared meeting St Martial and
St Amadour face to face.
Walter Map, one of Henry II’s chroniclers, was
right when he predicted that being king only in name, taking up arms against
his own father, and dying without issue would doom the Young King to nothing
but oblivion. And so it was: his name lost to posterity, his prowess on the
tournament field, his charm and proverbial largesse, his strivings to get what
he thought was rightfully his, all forgotten.
Those who did not forget
Still, there were those who did not forget. In
1184 Geoffrey Duke of Brittany, together with his wife, Constance founded a
chaplaincy at the cathedral of Rouen ‘for the soul of his late brother, the
young king Henry, with a rent of 20
l . per annum from his mills at Guingamp’. Troubadour Bertran de Born, who knew the Young
King and urged him to support Richard’s unruly barons in the rebellion against
their overlord, wrote a moving planh bewailing Henry’s unexpected and premature
death. William Marshal founded a house of Augustinian canons at his estate of
Cartmel, Lancashire in memory of the two kings
he had served: Henry II and Henry the Young King ‘my lord’. In 1194, eleven
years after Young Henry’s passing, his cousin, Countess Eleanor of
Beaumont-sur-Oise made a grant to the abbey de Notre-Dame d’Ourscamp for the
souls of her late sister, Isabelle, Philip of Flanders’s wife, her present and
past husbands, and ‘of the Young King Henry, my cousin’. Also Henry’s
half-brother, Geoffrey, already the Archbishop of York, made a grant for his
soul. Gervase of Tilbury, the Young Henry’s former chaplain immortalized him in
his Otia Imperialia written for
Henry’s nephew, Otto IV, Holy Roman Emperor. In 2009, Sharon Kay Penman, an American
historical novelist, vividly brought Young Henry to life in the last part of
her Angevin trilogy, Devil’s Brood, making him, with all his charms and whims,
frailties and merits, a complete human being.
Sources:
The Annals of Roger de Hoveden trans. by Henry
T. Riley
Roger of Wendover’s Flowers of History Vol. II translated into English by
J. A. Giles
The Plantagenet Chronicles Ed. by Dr.Elizabeth Hallam
Crouch, David. William Marshal. Court, Career and Chivalry in
the Angevin Empire 1147-1219
France, John. Mercenaries and Paid Men: the Mercenary
Identity in the Middle Ages
Evans, Michael. Death of Kings: Royal Death in
Medieval England
“The Culture of Death in the Anglo-Norman World” by David Crouch in Anglo-Norman Political Culture and the 12th-century
Renaissance ed. by C. Warren Hollister.
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de Lion
That was brilliant Kasia and what an aftermath to his death. Also proof positive of what I have said elsewhere, that not only do you possess, the knowledge and the talent to write his story (from a different angle to Sharon) but you also possess the English. For example I am writing Othon's history whaich covers much of the same period as her 'Falls the Shadow, but I'm writing it from Henry III and Edward I's point of view, whereas Sharon's was from Simon de Montfort and Llywelyn's point of view. It can be done..
ReplyDeleteThank you, my dear Ken :-) I have already written a few words in response elsewhere...
ReplyDelete"Those who did not forget"......& last, but not least, Kasia Ogrodnik is paying Henry the Young King the highest tribute by bringing his story to the 21st century.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written, & as always, imbued with emotion.
Joan
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ReplyDeleteThank you Joan! I don't know what to say. I do my best to keep Henry alive... although I've just re-posted a text describing the circumstances of his burial (it was first posted on Henry's previous website). I do hope I won't fail him...
ReplyDeleteWhat an unseemly squabble over Henry's body - despicable that Sancho would ransom the body to get his debts paid. Thank goodness for the loyal William the Marshal.
ReplyDeleteAnerje, the whole scene featuring Sancho and William is brilliantly described in Elizabeth Chadwick's Greatest Knight and in Sharon Kay Penman's Devil Brood.
ReplyDeleteRouen's first royal burial: of course, William the Conqueror was buried at Rouen - but although he was King of England, would I be correct in that he was buried as Duke of Normandy, in the cathedral/abbey he had built and designated as his burial place?
ReplyDeleteVery pleased to have come across your site, Kasia. (Your English is excellent.)
Judith
OH DEAR! Please let me correct that!!! William is buried at Caen! What was I thinking??
ReplyDeleteJudith
Judith, thank you for paying a visit to us :-) I'm very happy you like our blog :-) As for my English, I'm perfectly aware of my weak points, but thank you :-)
ReplyDeleteI really enjoyed this, Kasia. Well written and very interesting.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Alison. The story itself is fascinating :-) Someone just Needed to "take care" of it and bring it to life (although it's all about death :-)).
DeleteFab blog Kasia I thoroughly enjoyed reading it :)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Libby! Much appreciated :-)
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