Everyone knows the legend of King Arthur, the British king born in the middle of a storm, with cracking lightning streaking across the angry skies and rumbling thunder booming ominously in the distance. He was born with a crown in one hand and a sceptre in the other, the true medieval king.
Actually, that is a little bit of an exaggeration…I took a bit of dramatic license to paint that picture. I crave your pardon, my faithful reader. Sometimes I get carried away in my narratives…on to Tintagel Castle!
The castle of this week’s post is Kenilworth Castle in Warwickshire in the English Midlands. It is one of the more famous castles in Britain, namely for the romantic nostalgia surrounding it. Such nostalgia becomes apparent in the Mary Darwell poem “Elegy on the Ruins of Kenilworth Castle”:
How would you like to visit Hogwarts? I mean, the real-life castle of Hogwarts? Oh wait, do you think I mean the Hogwarts? Like, the same one Harry Potter attended? Not that one; I’m sorry for the confusion. Here’s Hogwarts:
Easily one of the most recognizable castles in the United Kingdom, Conwy Castle in Gwynedd, Wales, is one of the most well-preserved and beautiful castles in the world. King Edward I built this castle in the mid to late-1280s under the supervision of James of St. George, who eventually went on to become Edward’s Master of the King’s Works in Wales.
(Editor’s note: I recently decided to pull a secondary blog I had from the internet. Titled “Of Castles and Crowns”, I originally started it with the intention of posting about one castle a week. Unfortunately I do not have the time to commit to that so as I reblog all of those posts, I will be deleting the blog altogether. In the meantime, read about Lancaster Castle!)–