Thursday, October 28, 2010
The Prince Question 5
The Prince Question 4
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
The Prince Question 3
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
The Prince Question 2
The Prince Question 1
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Henry VIII
This girl Henry saw's name was Ann Boleyn. She was a vivacious girl who liked to flaunt what she had to the men and act a little promiscuous. Henry wanted Ann to be his mistress, but Ann refused man times. She wanted to be queen or nothing with him. Eventually it became too much for Henry to take, and he wanted a divorce so that he could marry Ann and have an heir instead of the children dying every time. However, the pope would not allow him to do such a thing, Henry sought to make himself leader of the Church of England, and succeeded.
However, Henry soon grew tired of Ann, and took a fancy for one of her ladies in waiting. Her name was Jane Seymour, and she was almost the exact opposite of Ann. Jane was quiet, prim, and listened and obeyed commands, unlike Ann, who had her own way of doing things. Another reason Henry wanted to get rid of Ann was that she had not produced a son for him, which they had fought about several times, but was becoming old. So to get Ann out of his hair, Henry charged her with committing adultery and treason, and later on was beheaded.
It seems that yes, King Henry VIII was justified in divorcing Catherine of Aragon. The yearn for a male heir was fervent back then, because of the men being more powerful in the world of government and politics. Because Catherine could not produce, it would only seem logical for Henry to divorce her, because he wanted a male heir, which is completely understandable, since she could not produce a child, male or female for him. It would also be logical for him to make himself the head of the Church of England, since the pope would not annul the marriage. So yes, both issues were logical and justified in a sense.
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Part 3
Richard III
My men in number
We can take Henry in slumber
My men he could never encumber
We surely do outnumber
I’ve locked in the tower the heirs to be the king
Now on my hand I wear that ring
To symbolize the power I bring
And the death that was given to the young childling
The War of the Roses was started by me
My father’s life taken early
My life just starting to be
The path I was going to take I began to see
This battle I fight won’t last too long
With all my men it will move right along
Hopefully the battle will not prolong
The journey to the throne where I obviously belong
Those men of Henry’s are much lesser than we
A victory for us is a guarantee
And kill the survivors for all to see
That death was their last and worst fee
Surrounded am I by my enemy’s men
Their once small army seems multiplied by ten
There’s nowhere to hide and no little den
To keep me safe like a skittish hen
I swing my battle axe round and round
For one last try before I hear the sound
Of my own life ending and falling to the ground
Tis a shame to me that I will never be crowned
Today by the enemy I’ve been slain
They surround me in circles and their necks are craned
Where the dead man’s lifeless body is lain
Richard III will ne’er come again.
Henry Tudor
Henry, the king so loyal
With a steadfast heart
Had even in turmoil
Stayed so grounded
Right-wise a king was he
So love-ed by his people
Keeping his land in tranquility
Was welcomed through all the land
He change-ed the land
And thanked by all
Welcome HenryTudor a man so grand
Who saved the people with his own hands
The innocent saved
Their lives were spared
By Henry who braved
The Battle of Bosworth Field for all the land
The man come back from an exile was he
Begotten with revenge the Henry came
To fight a war to forever be free
His life he wanted back so strong
A Monday to Henry was that to be
Lancaster lead by Lord Stanley to Newcastle they went
Sir William followed with the Cheshire army
To fight Richard the third they so strongly wanted
Several days are leapt to the one
That triumph cried for Henry’s brigade
That battle with less men they won
With more heart than Richard could ever dream of
Lord Stanley sat upon a right high hill
To see the enemy condensing down below him
He planned the strategy for the righteous kill
That day at Bosworth Field
Lord Strange had been captured
Prepared for his untimely death
His enemies around him they gathered
To see his life finished off for good
The battle had been won
Henry Tudor was back
The loud voice of the crowd cried ”King Henry” as one
And life was good once again
Navy Blue- http://www.r3.org/bosworth/ballad2.html
Red- http://www.r3.org/bosworth/ballad.html
Green- http://www.bbc.co.uk/history/historic_figures/richard_iii_king.shtml
Sky Blue- http://www.richard111.com/bosworth1.htm