Tewkesbury

and the duke took him down to wales where he had some remarkable conversations with his prisoner which will be found reported in hall's and grafton's chronicles most probably from information derived from morton himself the substance is that buckingham simply encouraged his prisoner to speak his mind frankly about richard the third and the best means of disposing of him declaring that he himself was quite alienated from him in heart though he had parted from him with a pleasant countenance He said he perceived clearly that Richard was disliked by the whole nobility, so that, as his speeches reported, I saw my chance as perfectly as I saw my own image in a glass.

For two days at Tewkesbury he had dreamed about securing the crown for himself, but he reflected this would certainly involve the renewal of civil war, and that, if successful, he could only establish his rights as a conqueror and incur the hatred of the whole nobility, as Richard had done.

and after all as he confessed to morton it suddenly occurred to him that he was not the true representative of the beaufort line for he was only descended from edmund duke of somerset who was a younger brother how he came to overlook this rather material fact he did not inform his prisoner but he was very frank in stating how he was reminded of it while i was in a maze he said to morton that is to say while he was indulging in his day-dream As I rode between Worcester and Bridge North, I encountered with the Lady Margaret, Countess of Richmond, now the wife of the Lord Stanley, which is the very daughter and sole heir to the Lord John, Duke of Somerset, my grandfather's eldest brother, which was as clean out of my mind as though I had never seen her, so that she and her son, the Earl of Richmond, be both bulwark and portcullis between me and the gate to enter into Majesty Royal in getting of the crown.

The Countess, looking upon Buckingham as the most influential friend and supporter of King Richard, seized the opportunity to ask to his intercession in her son's behalf, and prayed him, by the family ties which existed between them, that he would urge the King to let him return to England.

The attitude of some of these chieftains was, for a few days, uncertain.

But as he advanced, he met with little opposition, and when he reached Shrewsbury, his ranks were swelled by a considerable number of Welsh followers.

At his landing he sent messages to his mother, the Lady Margaret, to her husband, Lord Stanley, and his brother, Sir William, to Gilbert Talbot and other friends to intimate that he was in Wales and would cross the Severn at Tewkesbury.

The position of the Stanleys at this junction was a little peculiar.

End of Section 18 Section 19 of Little Pictorial Lives of the Saints Volume 2 April through June St. Eliphage was born in the year 954 of a noble Saxon family.

He first became a monk in the monastery of Deerhurst near Tewkesbury, England, and afterwards lived as a hermit near Bath, where he founded a community under the rule of St. Benedict, and became its first abbot.

At 30 years of age, he was chosen Bishop of Winchester, and 22 years later he became Archbishop of Canterbury.

In 1011, when the Danes landed in Kent and took the city of Canterbury, putting all to fire and sword, St. Elphage was captured and carried off in the expectation of a large ransom.

Margaret might find support there and be able to join forces with Jasper Tudor.

So King Edward planned to meet her, and offer battle by the Severn about Gloucester and Tewkesbury, where for an army coming from the direction of Bath is the gate of Wales.

King Edward, marching through the country on the north side of the Thames, reached Cirencester on April 29th, at the time when Queen Margaret was approaching Bath.

He believed from what his scouts told him that Margaret was coming up to offer battle, but instead she marched to Bristol, where she received a good welcome and reinforcement in men, money, and especially artillery.

With Edward's force on their heels they did not dare to deliver an assault on the town.

There was no course open to them but to push on as quickly as they could till they could find some means of crossing the Severn.

They had already been marching all night, and it took them till nearly 5 p.m. to reach Tewkesbury, which was only ten miles further on.

There was no bridge here, the army was dead tired, and had lost its compactness.

If she have time to breathe, be well assured her faction will be full as strong as ours.

We are advertised by our loving friends that they do hold their course toward Tewkesbury.

We have now the best at Barnet Field.

We'll thither straight for willingness rids way, And, as we march, our strength will be augmented In every county as we go along.

Strike up the drum, cry, Courage, and away.

Exeunt Scene 4 Planes near Tewkesbury March Enter Queen Margaret.

Prince Edward, Somerset, Oxford, and soldiers.

Great lords, wise men ne'er sit and wail their loss, But cheerily seek how to redress their harms.

I think one of the best things about my job is... you go to theatres that have got such a long history and they're really like, so the Leeds City Varieties, which is an amazing theatre that's been going since Victorian times.

There's a small theatre in Tewkesbury, which is where Eric Morecambe died after coming off stage and stuff.

So there's like these amazing, lots of places you go have a huge history.

Lancaster Grand is like a classic small Victorian theatre.

But people are beginning to use him as a sort of lightning conductor.

And I find that really interesting is that sort of Richard did his brother's sort of bidding, but he... is potentially blamed for the death of Henry VI's son, Edward, Prince of Wales, on the battlefield at Tewkesbury.

I mean, early sources talk about him sort of just being killed in battle.

And then later sources talk about Richard sort of slaying him in cold blood at the end of the battle.

He had spent the years up until he was 14 in England under threat from the Yorkists.

And when Edward IV won Tewkesbury in 1471...

Margaret Beaufort, Henry's mother, whisked him to France, where he stayed for another 14 years until Richard III started being unpopular.

And then he came across with a huge coterie of people, landed in Wales, marched across the middle of Wales and England to Bosworth, beat Richard in Bosworth and declared himself king.

If she had had sense enough to come in out of the wet, we might now be calling good Queen Peggy instead of good Queen Bess.

But how can you expect a woman to show common sense and self-restraint when she knows they are attacking her only son? They killed him at last at Tewkesbury almost before her eyes, and thenceforward Margaret became a very tigress and was always intriguing with Louis XI to avenge herself upon the Yorkists.

End of chapter 2 Chapter 3 of Post Mortems II, Mere Mortals, Medical Historical Essays by Charles McLaurin.

This liver box recording is in the public domain.

So to Caersews, famous in name, but indeed a poor thoroughfare.

From Mahankliffe to Clandidless, a good village, to Newton, and so runneth within a mile of Montgomery to the Welsh Pole, and thence passeth within half a mile of Ponsbury College to Shrewsbury, to Wrexham, alias Wroxeter, to Bridgnorth, to Worcester, to Tewkesbury, to Gloucester, etc.

Avon, Arrow.

Dowles Riveret riseth, as I learned, in Clee Hill in Shropshire, and cometh by Cleberry, a poor village, and cometh not far above Bewdley into Severn.