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Saint of the Day – 18 March – Saint Edward the Martyr (c 962-978)

Saint of the Day – 18 March – Saint Edward the Martyr (c 962-978) Child King of England. Born in c 962 and died by stabbing to death in the evening of 18 March 978 at Corfe Castle, Dorsetshire, England. Patronage – against glandular diseases. Additional Memorial – 20 June (translation of relics).
Not to be confused with Edmund the Martyr or Edward the Confessor.

The Roman Martyrology states today: “In England, the holy King Edward, who was assasinated by order of his treacherous stepmother and became celebrated for many miralces.

Edward’s date of birth is unsure but he was the eldest son of King Edgar the Peaceful but was not his father’s acknowledged heir. On Edgar’s death, the leadership of England was contested, with some supporting Edward’s claim to be king and others supporting his younger half-brother Æthelred Edward was chosen as King and was crowned by his main clerical supporters, the Archbishops Dunstan of Canterbury and Oswald of York.

THE CORONATION OF ST EDWARD THE MARTYR – St Dunstan anointing Edward the Martyr at Kingston, 975.

In 978 Edward was murdered, after less than three years as King and Ælfthryth came to be blamed for his death. The extent of her involvement cannot be known for sure but the most lurid stories circulated about her guilt in later centuries . This is how William of Malmesbury (the foremost English historian of the 12th century. He has been ranked among the most talented English historians since St Bede), tells the story, writing in the twelfth century:

King Edward treated his brother [Æthelred], who was still a boy, and his stepmother with proper warmth of feeling, keeping the royal title for himself alone but allowing them all other privileges. He followed in the footsteps of his father’s religious activity; he listened to good advice and took it to heart. The woman, however, with a stepmother’s hatred and a viper’s guile, in her anxiety that her son should also enjoy the title of King, laid plots against her stepson’s life, which she carried out as follows. He was coming back tired from hunting, breathless and thirsty from his exertions; his companions were following the hounds where chance had led each one; and hearing that they were quartered in a neighbouring village, the young man spurred his horse and hastened to join them, all by himself, too innocent to have fears and no doubt judging other people by himself.

On his arrival, his stepmother, with a woman’s wiles, distracted his attention and with a kiss of welcome offered him a drink. As he greedily drank it, she had him pierced with a dagger by one of her servants. Wounded mortally by the blow, he summoned up what breath he had left and spurred his horse to join the rest of the party but one foot slipped,and he was dragged through byways by the other, leaving streams of blood as a clear indication of his death to those who looked for him. At the time they ordered him to be buried without honour at Wareham,grudging him consecrated ground,when he was dead, as they had grudged him the royal title while he was alive. So they enjoyed a public festival of rejoicing, as though they had buried his memory along with his corpse.

But the Divine Serenity acknowledged him and did honour to the innocent victim with the glory of miracles : so far do Heaven’s judgements outweigh those of men. Therefore at his grave, lights shone in the sky, there a lame man walked, there a dumb man regained the use of his tongue, there every kind of sickness gave way to health. The story spread through all England and made the Martyr’s merits well known.

Aroused by this, the murderess planned a journey to the place; she had already mounted her horse and was spurring him on, when she felt the manifest anger of God. Her familiar palfrey on which she had been used to ride and which had before been swift as air and could outstrip the very winds, then by the will of God stood motionless. The grooms set about it with whips and shouting, to make it carry its powerful mistress with its wonted eagerness; their labour was spent in vain. She changed her mount but with the same result. At length, though slowly, her unfeeling heart understood the purport of the portent and what she did not deserve to do herself she agreed to get done by another hand.

After its first burial at Wareham, Edward’s body was taken to Shaftesbury Abbey and there pilgrims continued to seek out the tomb of the young Martyred King. Ælfthryth retired to a nunnery at Wherwell, which she had founded (supposedly) in penance for the murder of Edward. William of Malmesbury goes on:

And since an unruly spirit is its own tormen and an anxious mind, suffers its own evil geniu,s even in this present world, Ælfthryth fell from her pride of royalty into a dire repentance, such that for many years at Wherwell she clad her delicately-nurtured limbs in haircloth and at night slept stretched on the ground without her pillow, besides inventing all the tortures she could for her body, a beautiful woman and finely faithful to her husband but worthy of punishment for the great crime she committed. It is believed, and is a widely popular view, that it was through her cruelty to Edward, that the whole country, for a long time after, groaned under the barbarian yoke.

Commemorative sign for Saint Edward the Martyr at Corfe Castle, Dorset. Uunder the Painting of St Edward is written “Edward the Martyr King of Wessex treacherously stabbed at Corves gate in 978 by his stepmother Elfrida.