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Some seven weeks before my mother was delivered of me died her eldest son the Lord Francis Clifford.
My blessed mother brought me forth in one of my father’s chief houses called Skipton Castle in Craven
Let Master Cromwell destroy my castles if he will, and as often as he levels them I will rebuild them, as long as I have credit, or a shilling in my pocket.
And the thirteenth of that October was the last time that my mother was in her hospital at Beamsley.
This noble and pious lady …. Built and repaired several churches, chapels, bridges and other structures of public benefit.
I went over Cotter in my coach (where I think never coach went before) and over Hellgill Bridge into Westmorland.
Which lands I gave for the maintenance of a person qualified to read prayers and homilies of the Church of England, and to teach the children of the Dale to write and read English in Mallerstang Chapel forever.
My old decayed castle of Pendragon in Mallerstang begun to be repaired, which had lain waste ever since the 15th of Edward the 3rd when the Scots did then burn down the timber of it and demolished it.
And the 23rd day of the said April 2 days after, I was present at the laying of the first foundation stone of my hospital or almshouse, here in Appleby town.
This church of Ninekirks would, in all likelihood, have fallen down …. if it had not been repaired by me.
I rid by the pillar that I erected in memory of my last parting there with my blessed mother.
Lady Anne Clifford “died in her castle of Brougham in Westmorland the 22nd day of March 1676 in the eighty and seventh year of her age” Sic Gloria Transit Mundi?
