Earl William Marshall PEMBROKE, Sr 1
- Born: Abt 1144-1146, Pembroke, Pembrokeshire, Wales
- Christened: 12 May 1146
- Married (1): Aug 1189, London, Middlesex, England
- Died: 14 May 1219, Manor, Caversham, , England
- Buried: May 1219, Round Chapel, Knights Temple, London, Middlesex, England
Other names for William were MARSHAL and PEMBROKE Earl.
Ancestral File Number: 8XKP-QK. User ID: 18909734.
Barber Grandparents: 125 Kings, 143 Generations, Ted Butler Bernard and Gertrude Barber Bernard, 1978, McKinney TX, p94: "435P Isabel De Clare, (D of 426, M of 445); married William Marshall, Earl of Pembroke."
The PoliticalHistory of England, Vol II, George Burton Adams Longmans Green and Co, 1905, Ch XIV, p315:
 "...At the beginning of his independent career his father had assigned to his service a man who was to serve the house of Anjou through long years and in far higher capacity- William Marshal, at that time a knight without lands or revenues but skilled in arms, and under his tuition and example his pupil became a warrior of renown. It was not exactly a business which seems to us becoming to a king, but it was at least better than fighting his father, and the opinion of the time found no fault with it."
Ch XVII, p359:
 "...Richard was resolved to start from the beginning as king and not as Count of Poitou.He called William Marshal to him, referred to the incident [`No, I will not slay you. The devil may slay you.'], granted him his full pardon, confirmed the gift to him which Henry had recently made him of the hand of the heiress of the Earl ofPembroke and her rich inheritance, and commissioned him to go at once to England to take charge of the king's interests there until his own arrival..."
p364: "...The responsibility of the justiciarship was at the same time divided betweenBishop Hugh of Durham and the Earl of Essex, who, however, shortly died, and in his place was appointed William Longchamp. With them were associated as assistant justices five others, of whom two were William Marshal, now possessing the earldom of Pembroke, and Geoffrey Fitz Peter himself afterwards justiciar..."
Ch XIX, p392:
 "...From Normandy John sent over to England to assist the justiciar, Geoffrey Fitz Peter, in taking measures to secure his succession, two of the most influential men of the land, William Marshal and Hubert Walter, Archbishop of Canterbury, who had been in Normandy since the death of Richard, while he himself remained a month longer on the continent, to check, if possible, the current in favour of Arthur..."
p394:  "John had no mind to remain long in England, nor was there any reason why he should...William Marshal was at last formally invested with the earldom of Pembroke and Geoffrey Fitz Peter with that ofEssex..."
Ch XIX, p403:
 "...We find it impossible to believe that Henry I in the same circumstances would have done no more than John did to stem the tide. He seemed careless and inert. He showed none of the energy of actionor clearness of mind which he sometimes exhibits. Men came to him with the news of Philips's repeated successes, and he said, `Let him go on, I shall recover one day everything he is taking now'; though what he was depending on for the result never appears. Perhaps he recognized the truth of what, according to one account, William Marshal told him to his face, that he had made too many enemies by his personal conduct, and so he did not dare to trust any one; but we are tempted afterall explanation to believe there was in the case something of that moral breakdown in dangerous crises which at time comes to men of John's character..."
Ch XX, p414:
 "Even the greatest barons were subjected to arbitrary actsof power of the same kind. On the slightest occasion of suspicion the king demanded their sons or other relatives, or their vassals, as hostages, a measure which had been in occasional use before, but which John carried to an extreme. The greatearl marshal himself, who, if we may trust his biographer, was never afraid to do what he thought honour demanded, and was always able to defend himself in the king's presence with such vigorous argument that nothing could be done with him, was obliged to give over to the king's keeping first his eldest and then his second son..."
Ch XXI, p434:
 "According to the agreement they had made the barons came together at London soon after January 1, 1215, with some show ofarms, and demanded of the king the confirmation of the charter of Henry I. John replied that the matter was new and important, and that he must have some time for considera- tion, and asked for delay until the octave of Easter, April 26. Withreluctance the barons made this concession, Stephen Langton, William Marshal, and the Bishop of Ely becoming sureties for the king that he would then give satisfaction to all..."
Ch XXI, p435:  "John's preparations alarmed the barons, and they determined not to wait for April 26, the appointed day for the king's answer. They came together in arms at Stamford, advanced from thence to Northampton, and then on to Brackley to be in the neighborhood of the king, who was then at Oxford. Their array was a formidable one. The list recorded gives us the names of five earls, forty barons, and one bishop, Giles de Braose, who had family wrongs to avenge; and while the party was called the Northerners, because the movementhad such strong support in that part of England, other portions of the country were well represented. Annalists of the time noticed that younger men inclined to the side of the insurgents, while the older remained with the king. This fact in some cases divided families, as in the case of the Marshals, William the elder staying with John, while William the younger was with the barons. That one abode in the king's company does not indecate, however, that his synpathies in this struggle were on that side. Stephen Langton was in form with the king and acted as his representative in the negotiations, though it was universally known that he supported the reforms asked for. It is probable that this was true also of the Earl of Pembroke. These two were sent by John to the barons to get an exact statement of their demands..."
A History of the Plantagenets, Vol I, The Conquering Family, Thomas B Costain, 1949, Doubleday & Co, p127:
"Richard pursued [Henry and Geoffrey] from Le Mans. He had set out in such haste that he was without armor. Overtaking the English rear guard, he suddenly realized that he had outridden his own men and that the English marshal was in a position to either kill him or take him prisoner. Reining in sharply, he called attention to the fact that he was without his hauberk.
"William, much as he would have preferred to end the family strife by killing the prince, launched his lance instead into the neck of Richard's horse and turned to ride away.t capable of contending against Saladin. Tiberias fell
"`I leave you to the devil!' he said.
"Keep this knight William Marshal in mind. He will play a great part in later events."
p195: "England could boast at this time of a fine knight who has appeared once briefly in these pages: when Richard, pursuing his sick and beaten father from Le Mans, found himself facing a man who treated him with the scorn he deserved. This was William Marshal,so called because he held the high post of marshal of England. He was now the Earl of Pembroke and militrary commander in the Rouen district...It will suffice to say that William Marshal was the greatest fighting man of the century (not excluding the doughty Coeur de Lion with his battle-ax) and a fine, human fellow of high character and undeviating principles.
p215: "The time has come to tell something of this remarkable man, William Marshal. A younger son of a powerful Norman family, he had been given as a hostage to Stephen at a stage of the civil war in which his father fought on the side of Empress Matilda. When the father's conduct had been such that Stephen was reported to be ready to hang the six-year-old boy in reprisal, the unnatural father had one comment only to make, `I have the anvil still and the hammer to make more sons.'
"The boy had nothing to hope for from a father of this stamp. Being spared by Stephen,...young William was sent toNormandy to be reared at the castel of an uncle named Tancarville. Lacking all prospects, he was trained to be a soldier and grew into a tall, handsome, and immensely strong youth with a knack in the use of all weapons. As soon as he had beenadmitted to knighthood, which was at an unusually early age, he began to cut an amazing swath in the tournaments which, in times of peace, filled the days and thoughts of all proper men...
"The winner was always William Marshal. The men who rank highest in history- Richard Coeur de Lion, the Black Prince, [etc]...- could not in point of achievement compare with this almost forgotten English knight...One day he did some reckoning and found that he had fought in five hundred tournaments, or single combat bouts, and that he had been the winner on each occasion, taking his opponent's horse and armor as his prize...
"His success on the field of honor provided him at first with a certain competence. He could live on the sale of his prizes, particularly as a ransom came his way occasionally. He was in due course assigned by Henry II to serve in the train of the heir of England, the Prince Henry who was later known as `Li Reys Josnes'...
"When `Li Reys Josnes' died, the King took William back into his service and promised him, among other things, the hand of the young heiress of Pembroke and Striguil, one of the wealthiest as well as the most attractive wards in the in the gift of the monarchy.The death of Henry II occurred before this particular aggreement could be carried out. As William had unhorsed Richard in the pursuit from Le Mans, he did not expect anything in the way of favors from the new King. Richard had an eye for martial valor, however, and he not only carried out his father's wishes but appointed him marshal of England as well.
"Marriage with the pretty heiress brought William Marshal into the overlordship of that thumb of land which protrudes out fromWales into the South Channel and points directly at Ireland. Pembroke Castle, with its seventy five foot tower, stood like a mighty sentinel on the inlet of Milford Haven. All about it clustered Norman castles which had been raised to hold this important stretch of water...and so the once landless knight came into an inheritance which promised him comfort and dignity for the rest of his days. Fortunately the heiress of Pembroke was well pleased with her very much older but justly famous husband and they lived happily together."
p219: "The decisive stage of the fight for Normandy came with the siege of Chateau Gaillard...
"John now proceeded to demonstrate that he had some of the military skill which ran so conspicuously in the family, conceiving an excellent plan for the for the relief of the garrison. In the execution of this plan William Marshal marched down the left bank of the Seine with a force consisting of three hundred knights, three thousandmounted men-at-arms, and four thousand foot soldiers, with an auxiliary troop of routiers under a man named Loupescaire. At the same time a fleet of seventy river boats, which had been assembled at Rouen in Richard's reign for just such an emergency, were to bring the King down the river to attack simultaneously. The marshal arrived promptly and struck the French suc a devastating blow that he drove them across the pontoon bridge the French engineers were building. The bridge brokeunder their weight and it looked as though the attack would result in a rout of Philip's forces. But John had not taken the tides into consideration and had found himself unable to get away with the fleet. By the time the tide had turned and the flotilla started, the relatively small army under the marshal had sustained the weight of the whole French army and been driven back. John had been late as usual.
"It was clear now that the great castle could not be relieved except by an army large enough to engage the French on something like even terms...The marshal realized that the time had come for plain speech. It must be accepted as fact, he declared, that no reinforcements would join them. John disputed this. He expected additional forces from England. The old soldier gave him a negative shake of the head. `You who are wise, mighty, and illustrious,' he said, `to whom it has been given to rule over us, you have offended too many. You lack friends to rally toyou now.'
"John was amazed at the audacity of the marshal. He stared for a moment in silence and then turned and left the room. The next morning his captains looked in vain for him. He had crossed the river during the night, it developed,and returned to Rouen."
A History of the Plantagenets, Vol II, The Magnificent Century, Thomas B Costain, 1951, Doubleday & Co, p14:
"When word came that the heir to the throne, John's nine-year-old son Henry, was being brought by his mother from the doubly stockaded castle of Devizes where the King had left him, William the Marshal rode out to meet them. The latter was drawing close to the end of his days and knew it quite well, and it was in his mind that this would be his last official act. He wanted to spend the few years left him in the company of his children and his young wife, who had been the heiress of Pembroke and had made him a faithful and loving companion in spite of the disparity in their years. He wasfilled with a fiercely intense longing for the peace of Pembroke Castle, which looked across the waters at Milford Haven, and the easy life of his extensive Irish estates, where a gentle sun came out between showers and everytyning was lovelyand green. The incomparable old knight had fallen into the habit of claiming eighty years. Actually he was seventy-two; a long time to spend in fighting; in the Crusades, in the continuous wars, in the five hundred tournaments which he had wonwithout a single upset...
"`Welcome, sir,' piped Henry in a high, boyish voice. `I commit myself to God and to you. May God give you grace to guard us well.'
"`Sire,' said the marshal with tears streaming down his seamed and sunken cheeks, `on my soul I well do everything to serve you in good faith as long as I have the strength.'
"...It was decided that, in spite of the difficulties which stood in the way of a proper coronation, the boy should be crowned without any delay. The difficulties were technical and yet of the kind to cause serious trouble later. Westminster Abbey was in the hands of the enemy. Stephen Langton, who alone had the right to officiate, was still in Rome, a virtual prisoner of the Vatican. The crown had been swept out to sea with all the royal regalia when the waters of the Wash had engulfed the wagons in John's train. It was decided uner the circumstances to give the crowning a preliminary character, with an eye to a more regular and properly imposing ceremony later.
"First, however, the prince had to be knighted, and it was agreed that the old marshal, who had performed the service for King John, should officiate. The coronation which followed was the least pretentious of all, being held in the presence of a small group of bishops and earls instead of an assembly of all the great men of the kingdom in their finest robes and glittering jewels...
"The crowning was on October 28, one of the mostexciting days in the history of the ancient Roman city of Gloucester...The prince, who conducted himself with rare dignity, was anointed and crowned by Peter des Roches, Bishop of Winchester, about whom much will be told late. A plain gold circlet, supplied by the Queen Mother, was placed on the head of the third Henry in place of the proper crown which would never be recovered from the shifting mud of the Wash..."
p22: "The legate presided, but the proceedings were dominated bytwo men, the first of whom was the marshal. The greatest fighting man of his, or perhaps of any, age, he had a record without a stain and men looked up to him in this crisis and were ready to adopt any course he might propose...
"The purpose of the meeting was to establish a temporary government and to make plans for the ejection of the French. The legate opened the discussion by addressing the marshal. `You have made our young lord a knight,' he said. `We all pray you now to take him into your keeping.'
"It was clear that the old man was both startled and dismayed by this suggestion. He frowned and then shook his head emphatically. `I cannot,' he said. `I have reached my four-score year. I am very tired.' "...He persisted in his refusal and, when they still besieged him with arguments, he fell back on the excuse that nothing should be done in the absence of the Earl of Chester...
"Chester arrived the following day, and a second meeting washeld in the King's Hall...The veteran was still unwilling to undertake the task...He turned to Chester and exclaimed in a tone of entreaty: `I am feeble and broken in health. Take it upon yourself, Sir Earl of Chester, for God's sake!'
"Chester, usually sparing of words, broke into a eulogy of the marshal. `You are so prudent, so feared, so loved, and so wise,' he said. `You are one of the greatest knights in the world. I am ready to serve under you and do your behests.'
"...it was clear to all that he had not been using his age as an excuse, that time was running out for him.
"Gualo proceeded to use his final argument. The saving of the kingdom was a sacred duty. If the marshal would take the leadership, his reward would be the remission of his sins. This was not a consideration to be lightly dismissed. William the Marshal had not been dishonest, cruel, or covetous, but he had lived a life of violence and bloodshed. There was much in the past, without a doube, which weighed on his conscience; and, as all men knew, the end of teh world was close at hand, when the banked fires would blaze up for evildoers, so it behooved them to look to the state of their souls. The old man fell into a long and careful study, and finally sighed and said he would act. One stipulation went with his acceptance, however: the care of the young King's person, which had been assigned to the marshal in John's will, must be assumed by someone else until things were settled and the fighting and tumult ceased...
"After nightfall the marshal, now the head of the state, summoned three of his closes adherents to his own room...John, his nephew; John Earley, his squire; and Ralph Mustard, the castellan of Gloucester.
"The marshal began at once on a discourse. `Advise me,' he said, `for by the faith I owe you I see myself entering into an ocean which has neither bottom nor shore.' His eyes filled with tears. ` May God help me!They have turned over to me a helpless government, a king without a piece of gold. And as for me, I am very old.'
"...[Earley] pointed out that what his master had undertaken could result only in great honor. Even if all the fickle nobility deserted him and surrendered their castles to Louis, he could still take the young King to Ireland and continue the truggle from there. If, on the other hand, things went well, no man would ever have attained such honor on earth.
"The marshal recovered his good spirits at this, and there was a suggestion of mounting enthusiasm in his eyes. He spring up and began to pace about the room.
"`By God's glove!' he exclaimed. `The advice is good and true. If all should abandon us, I would carry the King on my shoulders, one leg here and one in Ireland. I would carry him from island to island and land to land, and I would not fail him ever!'"
"...William the Marshal, given the power of a regent with the title `Rector noster et Regni nostri', set about consolidating the royalist position in the West and summoning back the recalcitrant barons. This he attempted to do by writing letters to all of them, pointing out that the death of John had changed the situation and that, with a new king committed to observe the Charter, their duty was to swear fealty and to fight under the three leopards.
"While Louis spent the winter months in attacks on castles here and there, dissipating his strength in sieges, the old marshal was skillfully undermining his support and detaching man after man from the French cause."
p32: "A vigorous plan of action was marked out, and the boy King's supporters began then to hammer so effectively at the outer edges of the French holdings that castle after castle fell to them, Winchester, Farnham, Marlborough, Knap...The result of all this furious activity was that Louis, returning around the end of April, had to make a landing at night and dashin great haste for the security of London.
"...William the Marshal now decided that the time had come for a test of strength. The French army was divided, and he knew enough about the character of the young Count of Perche to feel he could be counted upon to make mistakes Accordingly the veteran got together all the men who could be rallied to the banner of the boy King and approached Lincoln by a northwesterly route...The marshal knew that he was outnumbered, but this did notcause him too much concern...A small postern near the western sally port in the walls was open and unguarded. The marshal planned, therefore, to monopolize the attention of the French while the archers under Falkes de Breaute slipped into the old walled city...
"The victory was so complete, and had been won with such small loss, that it was called thereafter the Fair of Lincoln...The largest part of the French army of invasion had been destroyed.
"The fact that many of theEnglish barons, including Robert Fitz-Walter, Saire de Quincey, Robert de Ros, and William Mowbray, were captured in thenarrow and blood-drenched streets adds a note of ironic regret to this otherwise splendid victory. They had been among the leaders of the popular party at Runnymede, and their names should never be forgotten as long as man has memory for the great deeds of the past; but at Lincoln they were fighting for the invader, they stood under the lilies of France and strove against the English..."
p47: "William the Marshal, Earl of Pembroke, Lord of Striguil, and regent of England, fell ill in the Tower of London early in 1219...He remained in the Tower until Lent, his devoted wife remaining constantly at hisbedside. Then he was taken by boat to Reading and from there to his manor at Caversham, where he desired to spend his last hours. The members of the Council followed immediately for a final conference with the Good Knight...The dying man spoke first to the young King.
"Good, sweet sire,' he said, `I have served you loyally and I would still serve you if it pleased God that I should remain on earth. But that is no longer His pleasure, and it is fitting for your barons to choose aman who should guard you well, you and the realm, to the satisfaction of God.'
"Placing a hand on the King's head, Peter des Roches declared that Henry was in his custody and would remain so.
"This was a direct challenge. William theMarshal, understanding fully the ambitious plans of the bishop, summoned his dwindling strength to raise himself slightly on the couch.
"`Not so, Sir Bishop,' he said. `The Lord Henry was placed in my care. Because the land had to be defended I delegated his custody to you...Tomorrow, if you will be good enough to return, I will tell you what I have decided; and may God guide my counsels aright.'
"The decision at which he arrived was probably the wisest one under the circumstances. He did not make the msitake of giving the post to any of the active contenders for it, knowing the dissension which would have been caused. On the following day, when the same group had assembled about his couch, he raised himself with great difficulty on his side and addressed the legate. `I will commit my lord Henry into the hand of God,' he said, `and into the hand of the Pope- and into your, you being here in the Pope's stead.'
"Having settled this matter to his own satisfaction if not to that of all the ambitious and high-tempered men who made up the Council, the Good Knight composed himself to die. He called in each of his children and explained what he had done to provide for them. He set aside sums for the Church and for masses to be said for his soul. Then, his mind cleared of worldly responsibili- ties, he asked that his wife come to his couch.
"The beautiful and gentle countess had been the wealthiest heiress in England and had brought him the lands and honors of Pembroke and Striguil as well as the enormous estates in Ireland which had been passed on in the Pembroke family from Strongbow. She had been a loving wife, content to stand by his side and to accept his will inall things; and her grief now was so great that she found it hard to retain any composure.
"`My love, kiss me,' said the dying man. Then, his voice becoming less distinct, he added, `It will be for the last time.'
"Later he roused and asked his faithful squire, John Earley, if he had seen the two strangers who had entered the room. He did not know, murmured the old man, who they were; but they were bery tall and of a wonderful beauty, although somewhat shadowy. The companyin the room, which was made up of the family and all the faithful men who had ridden with him in his campaigns and had shared his life in camp and court and castle, wept loudly at this, knowing that the two strangers, visible only to the eyesof the dying man, had been sent to escort him over the threshold into immortality.
"Thus died William the Marshal, conscious to the end and making the sign of the cross, on the fourteenth of May, 1219.
"It was to the Round Church [ofthe Templars, on the banks of the Thames between the city walls and the King's palace at Westminster] that the body of William Marshalwas carried.Stephen Langton officiated...
"...The archbishop raised his voice and put into words the thought which was in every mind, `Here lies all that remains of the best knight of all the world who has lived in our time."
p115: "[There had been] a quarrel in Ireland between the Good Knight himself and the Bishop of Ferns over two manors which each of them claimed. Old William had no doubt in his mind at all that the land belonged to him because he had taken it in the civil wars, and he retained possession without paying any heed to the shrill claims of the churchman who resorted to every legal means without success and finally proclaimed a ban or excommunication on him. No one seems to have been concerned over what had happened, least of all the Good Knight himself. When the marshal died, however, King Henry began toworry about the state of his soul. Would the ban issued at Ferns keep him in purgatory until some means could be found to have it lifted? Some years later, the bishop being still alive, the young King summoned him to London. Together they walked into the Round Church, where the tomb of the great warrior stood against the wall.
"The bishop was a choleric man, and his sense of wrong flared up as soon as he stood as he stood in the presence of his former enemy, even though the body of the marshal had been moldering into dust for years. Without waiting for royal prompting as to what was expected of him, he stepped forward and shook an admonitory finger at the stone coffin.
"`Oh, William,' he said, speaking as man toman, perhaps in the hope that some response or sign might be elicited from the tomb. `Oh, William, who are here entombed and bound by the bonds of excommunication, if those possessions of which you have wrongly despoiled my church are restoredwith adequate compensation- by the King, or by your heirs, or by any of your family- then I absolve you.'
"A moment of silence followed in the small circular space of the church. Then the indignation of years mounted still higher in the mind of the old bishop. He took a step forward, his face mottled with the intensity of his feelings, his outstretched hand trembling.
"`But if not,' he cried, `I confirm the sentence that, involved in your sin, you shall remain in hell forever!'
"Henry was dismayed beyond measure. He was afraid that, in his desire to do something for the grand old man who had secured for him the crown of England, he had made things worse..."
A History of the English Speaking People WinstonChurchill Vol I The Birth of Britain Dodd Mead & Co 1956 p227:
"In spite of many harsh qualities, men saw in him a magnanimity which has added lustre to his military renown. At the outset of his reign he gave an outstanding example. Duringhis rebellion against his father he had pressed hard upon Henry II's rout at Le Mans in the very forefront of the cavalry without even wearing his mail. In the rearguard of the beaten army stood Henry's faithful warrior, William the Marshal. He confronted Richard and had him at his mercy. `Spare me!' cried Richard in his disadvantage; so the Marshal turned his lance against the prince's horse and killed it, saying with scorn, `I will not slay you. The Devil may slay you.' This was humiliation and insult worse than death. It was not therefore without anxiety that the Marshal and his friends awaited their treatment at the hands of the sovereign to whom their loyalties must now be transferred. But King Richard rose at once above the past. He spoke with dignity and detachment of the grim incident so fresh and smarting in his mind. He confirmed his father's true servant in all his offices and honours, and sent him to England to act in his name. He gave him in marriage the rich Crown heiress of Pembroke, and at a stroke the Marshal became one of the most powerful of English barons. Indeed it was noted that the King's favour lighted upon those who had stood loyally by his father against him, even to the detriment of those who had been his own fellow-rebels."
The Political History of England 1216-1377, Vol III, T F Tout, 1905, AMS Press, p1: "...John's son Henry had at his back the chief military resources of the country; the two strongest earls,William Marshal, Earl of Pembroke, and Randolph of Blundeville, Earl of Chester..."
p3: "...The situation was saved by the wisdom and moderation of the papal legate, and the loyalty of William Marshal, who forgot his interests as Earl of Pembroke in his devotion to the house of Anjou. From the moment of John's death at Newark, the cardinal and the marshal took the lead. They met at Worcester, where the tyrant was buried, and at once made preparations for the coronation of Henry ofWinchester...The marshal, who had forty-three years before dubbed the `young king' Henry a knight, then for a second time admitted a young king Henry to the order of chivalry..."
p4: "...Before November 1 the marshal was made justiciar... "...Luckily, Randolph [of Chester] stood aside, and his withdrawal gave the aged earl marshal the position for which his nomination as justiciar at Gloucester had already marked him out. The title of regent was as yet unknown, either in England or France, but the style, `ruler of king and kingdom,' which the barons gave to the marshal, meant something more than the ordinary position of justiciar. William's friends had some difficulty in persuading him to accept the office. He was over seventy years of age, and felt it would be too great a burden. Induced at last by the legate to undertake..."
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8XKP-QK Died 14 May 1219 Caversham Pembroke Buried Temple Church, Ancestral File Ver 4.11 84ZX-0D Born 1144/1146 Pembroke Pembrokeshire Wales Mar Aug 1189 London Died 14 May 1219 Caversham Manor England Bur May 1219 Round Chapel of Knight's Temple London Middlesex England, Ancestral File Ver 4.13 B455-G7 William MARSHALL Mar Millicent De FERRERS(AFN: 924S-1B).
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William married Countess Isabel De Clare PEMBROKE, daughter of Earl Richard Fitz Gilbert Clare PEMBROKE and Princess Eva Mcmurrough LEINSTER, in Aug 1189 in London, Middlesex, England. (Countess Isabel De Clare PEMBROKE was born about 1171-1172 in Pembroke, Pembrokeshire, Wales, died in 1220 in Pembroke, Pembrokeshire, Wales and was buried in Abbey, Tintern, Chapel Hill, Monmouthshire, England.)
William also married Millicent De FERRERS, daughter of Earl William Ferrers DERBY and Sybil De BRAOSE. (Millicent De FERRERS was born about 1170 in Derby, Derbyshire, England.)