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How about this for a great story? It’s about Sir Henry Sidney, father of
the famous Philip Sidney, poet, courtier, ex of Shrewsbury School and Battle of
Zutphen fame. I came across it whilst reading the ‘Account of the Ancient and
Present State of Shrewsbury’, first published in 1808. I was trying to find out
about the history of The Council House [or ‘the Council yn the Marches of
Wales’ as the book calls it] and up popped Sir Henry, Privy Counselor, Knight
of the Garter, Lord President of the Marches Council.
Sir Henry’s visits to Shrewsbury, it seems, were
accompanied by extraordinary acts of devotion and respect by Shrewsbury
folk. Here, for example, is Sir
Henry arriving in Shrewsbury on 1st May 1581, and heading off to St
Chad’s church, his ‘knights following hym in brave order and after them the
bayliffes and aldermen in theire scarlet gownes, with the companies of all
occupations in the sayde towne, in theire best liveries, and before every
warden of every company, theire two stuardes with whit roddes in their
hands’.
And here’s Sir Henry departing ‘from Shrewsberie by
water’, taking ‘his
Barge under the Castell Hyll by hys place [ie. the Council House]’ to a fourteen gun salute and
‘lamentable orations’
from Shrewsbury schoolboys, ‘being
apparelyd all in grene, and greene wyllows upon their heads’.
What a scene. And what a man, it seems. When Sir Henry
died [and this is the story I
wanted to tell], he directed that his bowels be buried in Bewdley, where he’d
breathed his last, his body in Ludlow - where in St Laurence's church his daughter Apollonia was already
laid to rest - and his heart in Shrewsbury. Apparently this dismemberment of body parts after death
wasn’t uncommon in Sir Henry’s day.
However, Apollonia’s tomb, in the ‘choir of the
stately church at Ludlow’
failed to record Sir Henry Sidney’s name, suggesting that his body was buried
elsewhere. For many years
nobody had a clue where any of his bits had been laid to rest, but finally in
Mr Hodge’s historical account of Ludlow Castle [I can’t find a date for this] the tale is
told of a leaden urn being dug up in the garden of Edward Coleman Esq of
Leominster in Herefordshire, where it had ‘lain unattended to for a long
series of years till the researches of a gentleman of that neighbourhood
introduced it into notice and presented the editor with a drawing of it’.
Round the urn was this inscription:
HER LITH THE HARTE OF SYR HENRYE SYDNY
L P ANNO DOMNI 1586.
The urn is/was five inches deep and four in diameter,
with signs that it had once had a lid.
How it came to be buried in a Herefordshire garden is not known, but
some believe that it was originally placed in one of Shrewsbury’s town
churches, maybe St Mary’s, and that during what the ‘Account of the Ancient
& Present State of Shrewsbury’ describes as ‘the confusions of the great
rebellion’ , it was
rescued from destruction by some friend of Sir Henry Sdney’s, who decided to bury it in a garden. In
Herefordshire.
Where the urn is today, I’ve no idea. Nor do I know what became of the heart,
because the urn was empty by the time Edward Coleman Esq dug it up. This tale is for any of you who say your
heart’s in Shrewsbury. Make sure you keep it there - or else you never know
where it might end up.
Reading this tale, one can't help feeling sorry for Bewdley.
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