Henry VIII Died Screaming And His Coffin Hid A Gruesome Secret

[00:00:00]In February 1547, the funeral procession of the most feared king in English history stopped for the night at an abbey he had personally destroyed. His enormous body had been sealed in lead for more than 2 weeks. By morning, something had leaked from that coffin onto the church floor.

[00:00:28]And according to one infamous account, [music] a dog was found licking it up. Henry VIII began life as the Golden Prince of Europe. He ended it as something out of a nightmare. There's a reason the darkest story about him isn't one of his executions.

[00:00:51]It's what happened to his own body.

[00:00:54]Henry Chuda was born on June 28th, 1491 at Greenwich Palace and he wasn't [music] supposed to matter. He was the second son. The crown belonged to his older brother Arthur and Henry was the spare destined, some historians believe, for a comfortable career in the church.

[00:01:21]Then in April 1502, Arthur died at 15 and everything changed. The boy who might have been an Archbishop was now heir to England. His father, Henry VIIIth, was a suspicious, tightfisted king who kept his surviving son on a short leash. And the young prince spent his teenage years waiting, watching, and wanting. On April 21st, 159, the old king died. Henry VIII took the throne at just 17. Tall, athletic, musical, brilliant, and gorgeous. Ambassadors called him the handsomest prince in Europe. His armor from 1520 still exists, and it tells the truth in steel.

[00:02:18]A trim 32in waist on a man over 6 ft tall. He looked like a god. That armor is worth keeping in the story because a second suit made just 24 years later would tell a far more disturbing one.

[00:02:39]Weeks after [music] his accession, Henry married his brother's widow, Catherine of Araggon, and the fairy tale began. It curdled almost immediately.

[00:02:52]In 1511, Catherine gave birth to a son and the boy died within weeks.

[00:03:01]Then came the pattern that would poison everything.

[00:03:06]Pregnancy [music] after pregnancy, ending in miscarriage, still birth or infant death. Only one child survived, a daughter Mary, born in 1516.

[00:03:19]For a king obsessed with securing his dynasty, a daughter was a verdict. And Henry did what he would always do when reality disappointed him. He decided reality was someone else's fault. By 1527, he had convinced himself his marriage was cursed by God and he wanted it anulled so he could marry a sharp magnetic [music] young courtier named Anne Boline. When [music] the pope refused, Henry's loyal fixer, Cardinal Wally, the most powerful churchman in England, took the blame and fell from grace, dying in disgrace [music] in 1530 before Henry could execute him.

[00:04:12]Henry, ever gracious, later helped himself [music] to the magnificent black marble sarcophagus Wolsey [music] had commissioned for his own tomb. Stealing a dead man's coffin for yourself is certainly a bold approach to interior design. That stolen sarcophagus is a small detail, but it would end up delivering one of the most brutal ironies in English history. Because not everyone was afraid to tell Henry the truth. On Easter Sunday 1532, a Franciscan frier named William Pito stood in the pulpit at Greenwich and preached directly at the king's face. He compared Henry to the biblical King Ahab, a ruler seduced into sin, and declared that if Henry continued down this path, dogs would one day lick his blood just as they had licked Ahab's. It was a staggering thing to say to a TUDA monarch. Pito, the doomsayer of this [music] story, escaped abroad with his life. His prophecy did not leave with him. It waited.

[00:05:38]15 years later, in a church Henry hadn't yet destroyed, it would come back in the most gruesome way imaginable.

[00:05:48]Henry didn't wait for Rome's permission.

[00:05:52]In 1533, he secretly married Anne Bolan. had his new archbishop of Canterbury, Thomas Cranmer, declare the first marriage void and in 1534 pushed through the act of supremacy, making himself supreme head of the Church of England.

[00:06:16]Alongside it came a new treason act with a clause that sounds almost absurd. It became a capital crime merely to predict the king's death. That law seems like paranoid trivia. It would become a trap, one that would eventually close [music] around Henry himself. At the worst possible moment, the killings began. In 1535, Bishop John Fischer and Sir Thomas Moore, Henry's own former friend and chancellor, went to the block for refusing to accept his supremacy. That same year, a monk named Richard Reynolds, one of the most respected scholars in England, was dragged to Tyburn and butchered with medieval thorowness. His crime was loyalty to the old faith. His home was a wealthy religious house on the tempames called [music] Sion Abbey. Henry would later dissolve Sion entirely, scattering its community and seizing its treasures. The name meant little to most of England at the time. But of all the hundreds of monasteries Henry destroyed, Sion is the one his story could not escape. Then came 1536, the year that broke him. In January, at a tournament [music] in Greenwich, the 44year-old king was thrown from his horse and the fully armored animal crashed down on top of him. Henry lay unconscious for 2 hours. Many thought he was dead. He survived, but a growing number of modern researchers believe the man who woke up was not quite the man who fell. In 2016, a team at Yale led by behavioral neurologist Arash Salardini published an analysis concluding that Henry likely suffered traumatic brain injury from his jousting accidents, which could explain the sudden onset of his memory problems, headaches, depression, and explosive, unpredictable rage.

[00:08:53]It's a chilling thought. The tyrant of legend may have been partly forged in a single afternoon by a falling horse.

[00:09:04]And within months of that fall, the killing turned inward toward his own wife. In May 1536, Anne Bolin, the woman Henry had torn Christendom apart to marry, was arrested on charges of adultery and treason that most historians now consider fabricated.

[00:09:29]She was beheaded by a French swordsman on May 19th.

[00:09:35]11 days later, Henry married Jane Seymour.

[00:09:39]Jane finally gave him what he demanded from God and everyone else, a son, Edward, born in October 1537.

[00:09:50]She was dead of post-natal complications within 2 weeks.

[00:09:55]Henry mourned her and kept moving. In 1540 he married the German princess Anne of Cleves decided on site that she disgusted him and enulled the marriage within 6 months executing Thomas Cromwell the minister who arranged it for good measure. Then he married the teenage Catherine Howard who was beheaded in 1542.

[00:10:28]In 1543 came wife number six, Catherine Par, less a bride by that point than a nurse. Six marriages, two beheadings, and a trail of dead ministers.

[00:10:44]And through all of it, something worse was happening. not around Henry, but inside him. His legs were rotting.

[00:10:54]Chronic ulcers had opened on both of them. Deep, festering wounds that refused to heal, that his physicians burned with hot irons and packed with dressings, and that periodically [music] closed over, filled with infection, and had to be lanced open again. The royal accounts record a constant supply of fine bandaging for the discharge.

[00:11:24]Contemporaries reported the stench could fill a room and as the pain immobilized him, the athlete's body ballooned.

[00:11:35]That second suit of armor made in 1544 measures a 52 in waist, 20 in more than the golden boy of 1520.

[00:11:48]By his final years, clothing inventories point to a waist around 54 in and estimates put his weight near 28 stone, roughly 392 lb. The man who had once exhausted eight horses in a day's hunting now had to be moved through Whiteall by a specially built hoist, a block and tackle contraption.

[00:12:18]His staff used to haul the king of England up his own stairs like cargo.

[00:12:25]Even his vanity [music] turned pitiful.

[00:12:28]Increasingly self-conscious about his failing eyesight, he owned dozens of pairs of spectacles and reportedly [music] had them fitted inside his helmets so no one would ever see the invincible [music] Henry squinting. Some researchers have even proposed a deeper biological explanation. A 2010 study by Katrina Banks Whitley and Cyra Kramer suggested Henry may have carried the rare kell blood antigen and developed [music] Mloud syndrome which could account for both his wife's devastating string of lost pregnancies and his own midlife slide into physical and mental decline. It remains an unproven hypothesis, but whatever the cause, the direction was undeniable.

[00:13:30]The most powerful man in England was decomposing while still alive, and his own laws guaranteed that no one could say so out loud. That absurd little clause in the 1534 Treason Act, the one making it a crime to predict the king's death. Now closed like a trap. Through late [music] 1546, as Henry's body failed, his doctors could see perfectly well where this was heading, and legally telling him was treason. So the tyrant who had silenced England spent his final weeks wrapped in silence of his own making. Carried from room to room, attended by men too frightened to speak the one truth that mattered. It fell to Sir Anthony Denny, his chief body servant and the bravest man in the room to finally do it. On January 27th, 1547, Denny knelt by the bed and told the king plainly that in man's judgment he was unlikely to live and should prepare his soul. To be fair to history, Denny's courage came with a bonus. His political faction stood to control the new reign and getting the succession settled served him nicely. Henry took the news with unexpected calm. He said he believed Christ's mercy could pardon all his sins and asked for Archbishop Cranmer. Then he added the last recorded words of his life. I will first take a little sleep. He never truly woke. Here the legend takes over and the legend lies.

[00:15:37]For centuries, some accounts claimed Henry VII died screaming, howling in terror of damnation as his sins crowded round the bed. It's pure invention, a piece of hostile folklore because the sources closest to the event describe something quieter and honestly more disturbing. By the time Cranmer arrived in the freezing early hours of January [music] 28, Henry could no longer speak at all. The voice that had bullied parliaments, terrified ambassadors, and rewritten the religion of a nation was simply gone.

[00:16:24]Cranmer, the compromised confidant, who had enabled so much of it, leaned in and asked for some sign that the king trusted in Christ. And according to the account preserved by John Fox, Henry answered the only way he still could. He squeezed the archbishop's hand with all the strength he had left. Around 2 in the morning, he died. He was 55 years old, and he had reigned for nearly 38 years.

[00:17:02]No official cause of death was ever recorded.

[00:17:07]Under the circumstances, who would have dared write one? The loudest king in Europe left the world in total silence.

[00:17:18]But his body was about to make one final horrifying statement. The death was kept secret for 3 days while Edward Seymour locked down the government and the corpse then lay at White Hall for roughly 2 weeks while an epic funeral was arranged.

[00:17:40]Around 17 days between death and departure. In midFebruary 1547, the procession finally set out for Windsor. A train stretching for miles with more than a thousand horsemen escorting a gilded chariot bearing the massive lead coffin. On the first night, the procession needed somewhere to rest.

[00:18:09]The place chosen was Sion, the same Scion Abbey, whose scholar monk Richard Reynolds Henry had butchered at Tyburn.

[00:18:21]the same holy house he had dissolved, stripped and left desolate. Now his coffin spent the night in its church.

[00:18:31]And according to the story that has clung to Henry VIII for nearly five centuries, the abbey took its revenge.

[00:18:41]During the night, the account goes, "The lead coffin strained by the decomposition of that enormous body gave way." In the earliest detailed version, the lead was found riven and cloven, and putrid matter from the corpse had leaked out onto the pavement.

[00:19:06]And when men came in the morning to repair the damage, they found a dog beneath the coffin, licking the king's remains from the church floor. 15 years earlier, Frier Pito had stood in front of Henry and promised that like King Ahab, dogs would lick his [music] blood.

[00:19:30]At Sion, in the ruins of a monastery soaked in the blood of its own faithful, the prophecy was fulfilled.

[00:19:39]At least that's the story. And this is where the truth gets stranger than the legend.

[00:19:48]That earliest detailed account was written by Nicholas Harpsfield, a Catholic pmacist composing an attack on Henry's divorce a decade or more after the funeral.

[00:20:03]A hostile witness with every motive to hand his dead enemy a divine [music] punishment and one who explicitly tied the scene to Pito's prophecy. More than a century later, the Protestant historian Gilbert Bernett looked at the tale and shrugged at half of it. A 392 lb [music] corpse, 17 days dead, leaking through strained lead, was hardly a miracle. But the dog he suspected was an embellishment added to make this work mightily on weak people. Then in the 1840s, the popular historian Agnes Strickland made everything worse, publishing a lurid version complete [music] with named eyewitnesses and the breathless aside I tremble while I write it. All supposedly drawn from a contemporary [music] manuscript that no researcher has ever managed to locate.

[00:21:12]And the modern favorite, that Henry's corpse exploded, [music] bursting the coffin apart with a blast of gas, appears in no early source [music] at all. It's pure tabloid inflation. Not one official record from 1547 mentions any of it.

[00:21:35]So, the whole thing should be easy to dismiss, except for what was found under the floor of St. George's Chapel [music] centuries later. Henry never got his monument.

[00:21:49]The colossal tomb he'd planned for decades built around Walssey's stolen black sarcophagus was never finished, and he was lowered into a temporary vault beneath the choir at Windsor beside Jane Seymour to wait.

[00:22:09]He is waiting there still under a plain slab added by the Victorians while the sarcophagus he stole ended up holding Admiral Nelson in St. Paul's. And when that vault was opened in 1813 and examined again in 1888, [music] observers recorded something the legend mongers would have loved. Henry's coffin was badly damaged, broken open enough to glimpse the [music] skeleton within. Later, mishandling or slow collapse could explain it, and the wreckage proves nothing about that night at Sion will likely never know the truth. But the image remains, and it is the perfect final portrait of Henry VIII.

[00:23:06]A king who demanded the grandest tomb in English history lying under a borrowed floor in a broken box. His most enduring legend [music] written not by his triumphs but by the enemies he made and the body he destroyed.