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Crag, And The Rude Stronghold Which Crowned It. It Became In Time A
Formidable Fortress, And Remained For Centuries The Headquarters Of The
Kings Of The North.
Here Reigned Ida And His Sons--Six Of Them--For More Or Less Short And
Stormy Periods, And Ethelric Of Bernicia, Who Vanquished The
Neighbouring Prince Of Deira, And Thus Reigned As The First King Of
Northumbria As Northumbria. The Celtic Name Of The Fortress Was
Dinguardi, Or Dinguvardy; And Tradition Has It That This Was Sir
Lancelot's Castle Of Joyeuse Garde, Where He Had Often Feasted The
Knights Of The Round Table, And Where He, At Last, Came Home To Die. The
Fact That Bamburgh Is The Only Pre-Conquest Castle In Northumberland
Disposes Of The Claim Of Alnwick.
"My Fair Lords," Said Sir Launcelot, "Wit Ye Well, My Careful Body Will
Into The Earth; I Have Warning More Than I Will Now Say; Therefore, I
Pray You, Give Me My Rights." So When He Was Houseled And Eneled, And
Had All That A Christian Man Ought To Have, He Prayed The Bishop That
His Fellows Might Bear His Body Unto Joyous Gard.
Some Men Say Anwick, And Some Men Say To Bamborow; "How-Beit," Said Sir
Launcelot, "Me Repenteth Sore; But I Made Mine Avow Aforetime, That In
Joyous Gard I Would Be Buried; And Because Of Breaking Of Mine Vow, I
Pray You All Lead Me Thither." Then Was There Weeping And Wringing Of
Hands Among All His Fellows.
And So, Within Fifteen Days, They Came To Joyous Gard, And There They
Laid His Corpse In The Body Of The Quire, And Read Many Psalters And
Prayers Over Him And About Him.... And Right Thus, As They Were At Their
Service, There Came Sir Ector De Maris, That Had Sought Seven Years All
England, Scotland And Wales, Seeking His Brother Sir Launcelot.... Then
Went Sir Bors Unto Sir Ector, And Told Him How There Lay His Brother Sir
Launcelot Dead.
And Then Sir Ector Threw His Shield, His Sword, And His Helm From Him;
And When He Beheld Sir Launcelot's Visage, He Fell Down In A Swoon; And
When He Awoke, It Were Hard For Any Tongue To Tell The Doleful
Complaints That He Made For His Brother. "Ah! Sir Launcelot," Said He,
"Thou Wert Head Of All Christian Knights!" "And Now, I Dare Say," Said
Sir Bors, "That Sir Launcelot, There Thou Liest, Thou Wert Never Matched
Of None Earthly Knight's Hands; And Thou Wert The Courtliest Knight That
Ever Bare A Shield; And Thou Wert The Truest Friend To Thy Lover That
Ever Bestrod Horse; And Thou Wert The Truest Lover Of A Sinful Man That
Ever Loved Woman; And Thou Wert The Kindest Man That Ever Stroke With
Sword; And Thou Wert The Goodliest Person That Ever Came Among Press Of
Knights; And Thou Wert The Meekest Man, And The Gentlest, That Ever Eat
In Hall Among Ladies; And Thou Wert The Sternest Knight To Thy Mortal
Foe, That Ever Put Spear In The Rest."
Then There Was Weeping And Dolor Out Of Measure.
--_Malory's Morte D'arthur_.
Ethelfrith, Who Succeeded Ethelric, Gave The Fort To His Second Wife,
Bebba, After Whom It Was Named Bebbanburgh, Which Soon Became Bamburgh.
In The Days Of King Edwin, Who Succeeded Ethelfrith, Bamburgh Was The
Centre Of A Kingdom Which Extended From The Humber To The Forth, And As
Northumbria Was At That Time The Most Important Division Of England, The
Royal City Of Bernicia Was Practically The Capital Of The Country. The
Reign Of King Oswald, Though Shorter Than That Of Edwin, Was Equally
Noteworthy From The Fact That In His Days The Gentle Aidan Settled In
Northumbria, And King And Monk Worked Together For The Good Of Their
People, And Bamburgh Became Not Only The Seat Of Temporal Power But The
Safeguard And Bulwark Of The Spiritual Movement Centred On The Little
Isle Of Lindisfarne. On The Accession Of Edwin, Oswald, Son Of
Ethelfrith, Had Fled From Bernicia And Taken Refuge With The Monks Of
Iona, Living With Them Till The Time Came For Him To Rule Northumbria In
His Turn. As Soon As Possible After The Inevitable Fighting For His
Political Existence Was Over, He Sent To Iona For A Teacher To Come And
Instruct His People In The Truths He Had Learned; And A Monk Named
Corman Was Sent. He, However, Was Unable To Make Any Impression On The
Wild And Warlike Saxons Of The Northern Kingdom, And He Soon Returned To
Iona With The Report That It Was Useless To Try To Teach Such Obstinate
And Barbarous People. One Of The Brethren, Listening To His Account,
Ventured To Ask Him If He Were Sure That All The Fault Lay With The
People. "Did You Remember," Said He, "That We Are Commanded To Give Them
The Milk First? Did You Not Rather Try Them With The Strong Meat?" With
One Accord The Brethren Declared That He Who Had Spoken Such Wise Words
Was The Man Best Fitted For The Task, And The Gentle Aidan Was Sent To
Oswald's Help. In Such A Fashion Came The Gospel To Northumbria, And
Aidan Became The First Of The Long Roll Of Saints Whose Deeds And Lives
Had Such Incalculable Influence On Northumbrian History. From Aidan's
Arrival In 635 Until The Death Of Oswald The Relations Between The King
And The Monk Who Had Settled On Medcaud Or Medcaut, Soon To Be Known As
Lindisfarne, And Later As Holy Island, Were Those Of Friend To Friend
And Fellow-Worker, Rather Than Those Of King And Subject.
After The Death Of Oswald, His Conqueror Penda, The Fierce King Of The
Mercians, Harried Northumbria, And Appearing Before The Walls Of
Bamburgh Prepared To Burn It Down. Piles Of Logs And Brushwood Were Laid
Against The City And The Fire Was Applied. Aidan, In His Little Cell On
Farne Island, To Which He Had Retired, Saw The Clouds Of Flame And Smoke
Rolling Over The Home Of His Beloved Patron. Raising His Hands To
Heaven, He Exclaimed, "See, Lord, What Ill Penda Is Doing!" Scarcely Had
He Uttered The Words, When The Wind Changed, And Drove The Flames Away
From Bamburgh, Blowing Them Against Penda's Host, Who Thereupon Ceased
All Further Attempts Against The City.
Not Long After This, Aidan Was At Bamburgh, When He Was Seized With
Sudden Illness, And Died With His Head Resting Against One Of The Wooden
Stays Of The Little Church. Penda Came Again The Next Year, And This
Time Both Village And Church Were Burnt, All Except, Says Tradition, The
Beam Of Wood Against Which Aidan Had Rested In His Last Moments.
When The Danish Ships Appeared Off Our Shores, In The Two Centuries
Following, Bamburgh Was Attacked And Plundered Several Times. In The
Days Of William Rufus, As We Have Seen, Robert De Mowbray, Earl Of
Northumberland, Rebelled Against The Red King, In Company With His
Uncle The Bishop Of Coutances, Robert Of Normandy, And William Of St.
Carileph, Bishop Of Durham. Rufus Marched Into Northumberland, But The
Quarrel Was Adjusted For The Time; Though Private Strife Between The Two
Bishops Led To Mowbray's Driving The Monks Of Durham From The Priory At
Tynemouth And Replacing Them By Monks From St. Albans.
Later, However, Mowbray Disobeyed A Summons From The Red King, Who Once
More Marched Into Northumberland. He Reached Bamburgh, And Invested It,
But Failed To Make Any Impression On That Impregnable Stronghold, Within
Whose Walls Were Mowbray And His Young Wife, The Countess Matilda, And
His Nephew, Who Was Sheriff Of Northumberland. Rufus, Finding All
Attempts To Carry The Fortress Useless, Began To Build A Wooden Fort,
Called A _Malvoisin_, Or "Bad Neighbour"; And So Anxious Was He To Have
It Speedily Erected That He Made Knights And Nobles As Well As His
Men-At-Arms Take Part In The Work.
Mowbray, From The Battlements, Called Out To Many Of These By Name,
Openly Taunting Those Who Had Secretly Promised To Join Him, Or Had
Expressed Themselves As In Sympathy With His Disobedience. His Words
Gave Great Amusement To Rufus And The Nobles Who Were Truly Loyal, And
Much Mortification And Vexation To Those Whom He So Ruthlessly Exposed.
Rufus Left The "Bad Neighbour" To Continue The Siege And Went Southward.
Mowbray, Led To Believe That Newcastle Would Receive Him, And Take His
Part, Stole Away From Bamburgh By Sea, And Reached Tynemouth. On
Proceeding To Newcastle, However, He Found He Had Been Mistaken, And
Hurriedly Fled Hack To Tynemouth, Pursued By His Enemies. He Held Out
Against Them For A Day Or Two, But Was Then Captured And Taken To
Durham. Meanwhile The High-Spirited Countess Held Bamburgh Against All
Assailants; But Mowbray's Capture Gave Rufus An Advantage He Was Not
Slow To Use. Returning To The North, He Ordered Mowbray To Be Brought
Before The Walls Of Bamburgh, And Threatened To Put His Eyes Out If The
Countess Did Not Immediately Surrender. Needless To Say, She Preferred
To Give Up The Castle, And Mowbray's Reign As Earl Of Northumberland Was
Over.
Thereafter Bamburgh Was Visited By Various Sovereigns In Turn, When
Their Affairs Brought Them To The Northerly Parts Of Their Kingdom. When
Balliol, Tired Of Long Years Of Conflict, Surrendered Most Of His Rights
To Edward Iii., It Was At Bamburgh That The Convention Was Concluded. In
This Reign The Castle Was Greatly Strengthened.
In The Wars Of The Roses, Bamburgh Was Held For The Queen By The
Lancastrian Nobles Of The North Country--Percy And Ros--With The Earl Of
Pembroke And Duke Of Somerset; But Was Obliged On Christmas Eve, 1462,
To Capitulate To A Superior Force. The Next Year The Scots And The
Queen's French Allies Surprised It, And Re-Captured It For Henry Vi. And
His Courageous Queen; But Warwick, "The King-Maker," Came Upon The
Scene, And After A Stout Resistance The Garrison Surrendered.
When The Union Of The Crowns Took Place In 1603, Bamburgh Was No Longer
Necessary As A Defence Against The Scots, And Its Defences Were
Neglected. The Forsters, Into Whose Hands It Passed In The Days Of James
I., Were A Spendthrift Family, And Gradually Wasted Their Rich Estate,
Until In 1704 It Had To Be Sold, And Was Bought By Lord Crewe. He Was
Bishop Of Durham At The Time, Having Been Promoted To That Position By
Charles Ii., Who Liked His Handsome Figure And Pleasing Manners. When At
The Age Of Fifty-Eight, He Wished To Marry Dorothea Forster, Daughter Of
Sir William Forster, Of Bamburgh, The Lady, Who Was Many Years Younger,
Refused Him At First; But Some Years Later He Renewed His Suit, And This
Time Was Accepted. When The Forster Estates Were Sold And Their Debts
Paid, There Was Scarcely Anything Left For The Heirs--Lady Crewe And Her
Nephew, Thomas Forster, Who Afterwards Became The General Of The
Ill-Fated Jacobite Rising In 1715, And Whose Escape After His Capture
Was Contrived By His High-Spirited Sister, Dorothy Forster The Second.
Lord Crewe, In His Will, Left A Great Part Of His Fortune To Found The
Bamburgh Trust, For Which His Name Will Ever Be Remembered. The Most
Notable Of The Trustees, Archdeacon Sharp, Administered The Moneys In So
Wise And Beneficent A Manner That To Him Most Of The Credit Is Due For
The Real Usefulness Of The Crewe Charities. These Include A Surgery And
Dispensary; Schools; The Relief Of Persons In Distress; The Clothing And
Educating Of A Certain Number Of Girls; The Maintenance Of A Lifeboat,
Life-Saving Apparatus, And Everything Necessary For The Relief Of
Ship-Wrecked Persons. A Lifeboat, Kept In The Harbour At Holy Island, Is
Always Ready To Go Out On A Signal From Bamburgh Castle.
The Castle Was Extensively Restored And Repaired By The Late Lord
Armstrong; But, Sad To Say, Since His Death It Has Been Stripped Of Many
Of Its Treasures. The Church, Dedicated To St. Aidan, Stands At The West
End Of The Village; But There Is No Vestige Remaining Of The One Built
In Saxon Times, The Present Building Having Been Erected When Henry Ii.
Was King. In The Churchyard Is The Grave Of Grace Darling, And Many
Hundreds Come To Look On The Last Resting Place Of The Gentle Girl Who
Was Yet So Heroic, When Her Compassionate Heart Nerved Her Girlish Frame
To The Gallant Effort On Behalf Of Her Fellow-Creatures In Dire Peril,
When She
".... Rode The Waves None Else Durst Ride,
None Save Her Sire."
The Beautiful Monument Over Her Grave Is By Raymond Smith, And Is An
Exact Duplicate Of The Original One, Also By Him, Which Was Being
Injured So Much By The Weather That It Was Removed To A Position Inside
The Church. The Duplicate Was Commissioned By Lord (Then Sir William)
Armstrong.
The Island On Which Yet Stands The Lighthouse Which Was Grace's Home Is
The Longstone, Almost The Farthest Seaward Of The Rocky Group Of The
Farnes, Lying Almost Opposite Bamburgh. The Longstone Is Only About Four
Feet Above High-Water Mark, So That In Stormy Weather The Lighthouse Is
Fiercely Assailed By The Heavy Seas, And
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