
KING HENRY VI
Henry VI was the youngest ever king of England, succeeding his
warrior father Henry V at the age of just nine months. When the
little boy attended his first opening of Parliament, aged only
three, it was hardly surprising that he ‘shrieked and cried and
sprang’, as one report described.
The problem was that in the course of his fifty troubled years,
this king never really grew up. Henry VI went from first to second
childhood, according to one modern historian, ‘without the usual
interval’.
This is unfair. Henry was a kindly and pious man who financed
the building of two gems of English architecture — the soaring
Perpendicular chapel of Eton College across the Thames from
Windsor, and the chapel of King’s College, Cambridge. He also ran a
court of some magnificence, to which his naivety brought a charming
touch. The ‘Royal Book’ of court etiquette describes Henry and his
French wife Margaret of Anjou waking up early one New Year’s
morning to receive their presents — then staying in bed to enjoy
them.
But Henry showed a disastrous lack of interest in the kingly
pursuits of chivalry and war. Faced with the need to command the
English army in Normandy at the age of eighteen, three years after
he had taken over personal control of government from his father’s
old councillors, his response was to send a cousin in his place.
Henry felt he had quite enough to do supervising the foundation of
Eton College. It was not surprising he developed a reputation for
nambypambiness. Riding one day through the Cripplegate in London’s
city walls, he was shocked to see a decaying section of a human
body impaled on a stake above the archway — and was horrified when
informed it was the severed quarter of a man who had been ‘false to
the King’s majesty’. ‘Take it away!’ he cried. ‘I will not have any
Christian man so cruelly handled for my sake!’
Unfortunately for Henry, respect for human rights simply did not
feature in the job description of a medieval king. Toughness was
required. In the absence of a police force or army, a ruler
depended on his network of nobles to ensure law and order, and if
people lost confidence in the power of the Crown, it was to their
local lord that they looked. They wore their lord’s livery and
badge — and it was these rival badges that would later give the
conflicts of this period its famous name.
A memorable scene in Shakespeare’s play Henry VI, Part 1 depicts
the nobility of England in a garden selecting roses, red or white,
to signify their loyalty to the House of York or the House of
Lancaster. It did not happen — Shakespeare invented the episode.
’The Wars of the Roses’, the romantic title we use today for the
succession of battles and dynastic changes that took place in
England between 1453 and 1487, was also a later invention, coined
by the nineteenth-century romantic novelist Sir Walter Scott. The
Yorkists may have sported a rose on occasion, but there is no
evidence that the Lancastrians ever did — at the Battle of Barnet
in 1471, they started fighting each other because they did not
recognise their own liveries. To judge from the profusion of badges
and banners that were actually borne into battle during these
years, men were fighting the wars of the swans, dogs, boars, bears,
lions, stars, suns and daisies.
The struggle for power, money and land, however, certainly
revolved around York and Lancaster, the two rival houses that
developed from the numerous descendants of King Edward III. The
Lancastrians traced their loyalties back to John of Gaunt, Duke of
Lancaster, while the Yorkists rallied round the descendants of
Gaunt’s younger brother Edmund, Duke of York. Shakespeare dated the
trouble from the moment that Gaunt’s son Henry Bolingbroke deposed
his cousin Richard II. But York and Lancaster would have stuck
together under a firm and decisive king — and if Henry V had lived
longer he would certainly have passed on a stronger throne. Even
the bumbling Henry VI might have avoided trouble if, after years of
diminishing mental competence, he had not finally gone mad.
According to one account, in August 1453 the King had ‘a sudden
fright’ that sent him into a sort of coma, a sad echo of his
grandfather, Charles VI — the French king who had howled like a
wolf and imagined he was made of glass. After sixteen months Henry
staged a recovery, but his breakdown had been the trigger for civil
disorder, and in the confused sequence of intrigue and conflict
that followed he was a helpless cipher. In February 1461 he was
reported to have spent the second Battle of St Albans laughing and
singing manically to himself, with no apparent awareness of the
mayhem in full swing around him. It was hardly a surprise when,
later that year, he was deposed, to be replaced by the handsome,
strapping young Yorkist candidate, Edward IV.
In this change of regime the key figure was the mightiest of
England’s over-mighty subjects — Richard Neville, Earl of Warwick,
who fought under the badge of the Bear and Ragged Staff. With no
claim to the throne, but controlling vast estates with the ability
to raise armies, the earl has gone down in history as ’Warwick the
Kingmaker’. ‘They have two rulers,’ remarked a French observer of
the English in these years, ’Warwick, and another whose name I have
forgotten.’
When Warwick and Edward IV fell out in the late 1460s, the
Kingmaker turned against his protege, chasing him from the country.
To replace him, Warwick brought back the deposed Henry VI who had
spent the last six years in the Tower: the restored monarch was
paraded around London in the spring of 1471. But the confused and
shambling king had to be shepherded down Cheapside, his feet tied
on to his horse. Never much of a parade-ground figure, he now made
a sorry sight, dressed in a decidedly old and drab blue velvet gown
that could not fail to prompt scorn —‘as though he had no more to
change with’. This moth-eaten display, reported the chronicler John
Warkworth, was ‘more like a play than a showing of a prince to win
men’s hearts’.
It was the Kingmaker’s last throw — and a losing one. Warwick
was unable to beat off the challenge of Edward IV, now returned,
who soon defeated and killed the earl in battle, regaining the
crown for himself.
As for poor Henry, his fate was sealed. Two weeks later he was
found dead in the Tower, and history has pointed the finger at his
second-time supplanter, Edward. Henry probably was murdered — but
there is a sad plausibility to the official explanation that the
twice-reigning King, who inherited two kingdoms and lost them both,
passed away out of ‘pure displeasure and melancholy’.