"This truly, this is he unto whom both we and adversaries must yield
and give over the dominion,” (1) so uttered Henry VI on his first
meeting with his young nephew Henry Tudor. But Henry’s birth came with
no loud fanfares, nor lighting of fires, heralding the birth of an
English prince. Rather, on
Saint Agnes Day, in 1457, Henry was born to a thirteen-year-old
girl, recently widowed of her husband Edmund Tudor, at the Welsh castle
of her baby’s uncle, the capable and very loyal to his own Jasper
Tudor.
Growing up taller than the average Welsh man, very little in Henry’s
early years predicted his greater destiny lay as the first King of a new
Royal family. Very little except a very determined mother, who placed
all her hopes in him, and the backing of his father’s family. But, after
years of uncertainty and exile, King of England he did become, gaining
the crown in one of the most ancient ways imaginable: battling it out
with the man who already sat on England’s throne and taking up the crown
after that man’s bloody death. He consolidated his victory by marrying
the person who really had greater right to the crown than him- Elizabeth
of York, a twenty-year-old girl, niece to one, newly slain, York King,
and daughter to another. Her father’s early death through illness - when
his two sons were both only children - had opened the door wider to
further savage struggles for the crown.
It would be interesting to know what Elizabeth of York felt about
marriage to her Lancastrian cousin. Considering that she came of a line
of strong women and grew-up at Court watching her mother’s example that
never shied from welding power behind the throne, Elizabeth is a
surprisingly meek ‘English’ Queen. But I am always suspicious of 'meek'
women, and have sometimes wondered if this ‘face’ she represented to the
world hid what in fact was her true power. I think it possible that
Elizabeth may have had enough of the bloodshed marring her early years,
and decided to do all that she could to provide a proper ‘helpmeet’ for
her husband- so peace could have a chance to take root again in English
soil. If this indeed was her magnate, Elizabeth was very successful in
achieving it. By the time of her death, in childbirth at thirty-eight,
the kingdom was well on its way leaving ‘The Wars of the Roses’ where it
belonged: in the realm of English history.
Of course, Henry himself had a lot to do with his country’s greater
stability. Religious, superstitious, with an enjoyment of pageantry and
music; a creator of symbols- it was Henry who invented the Tudor double
rose (2)-,not the complete miser painted by some history books, he was
nevertheless a cautious man who well deserved Bacon’s later praise of “a
wonder for wise men.”(3)
Henry VII - not a weak King by any means- didn't hesitate to scythe down
his rivals, even with little cause. But Henry's great intellect and
instinct for survival steered a course that ensured his dynasty kept
hold of England’s crown.
(1) Williams; Henry VII; George Weideham and Nicolson, 1973; page 21
(2) Morris; The Tudors; G.B.; 1977; page 56
(3) Ditto, page 53
References:
Williams; Henry VII; George Weideham and Nicolson, 1973
Morris; The Tudors; G.B.; 1977