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• St Giles in The Wood

Alyanora Pollard (nee Copleston)

The monumental brass of Alyanora Pollard consists of the original lower half of a female figure, the top half being an accurate modern replacement, with the inscription below it:

Hic jacet  Alyanora  Pollard  qui  fuit  uxor  Joh(ann)is Pollard  et  filia  Joh(ann)is  Copleston  qui  obiit  xxi  die mensis    Septembris    Anno    d(o)m(in)i    Mill(ensi)mo CCCCXXX cuius animae propitietur Deus Amen.

(Here lies Eleanor/Alianore Pollard who was the wife of John Pollard and daughter of John Copleston who died on the 21st day of the month of September in the One thousandth four hundredth and thirtieth year of Our Lord of whose soul may God look upon with favour Amen.)

Monumental brass of Alyanora Pollard (née Copleston) (d. 1430), grandmother of Sir Lewis Pollard (d. 1526)

John de Coplestone was of Colebroke, Devon and married Katherine de Graas, by whom he had Eleanor. There are two further inscriptions on the same slab made later to commemorate two distant relations:

Firstly, immediately beneath the above inscription, a small brass plaque with portrait of a

kneeling lady, to commemorate Johanna Risdon (d. 17/5/1610), daughter of George Pollard of

Langley in the parish of Yarnscombe and mother of Tristram Risdon.

Secondly, below the last, incised in the stone slab on which the brasses are affixed memorial

text to Margaret Risdon (d.1636), daughter of Tristram Risdon.

HIC SEPULTA EST JOHANNA RISDON, FILIA
GEORGII POLLARD DE LANGLEY ARMIG
ET UXOR WILLIAM RISDO DE WINSCOTT GENT
PER QUEM CV DUOS FILIOS, ET UNA SUSCEPIS-
SET FILIA, A AETATIS 63, SALUTIS 1610 XVII
MAII, DIE ASCENCOIS DNI, MUNDO VALEDICENS,
E VIVIS EXCESSIT & IN CHRISTO JESU SANCTE
OBDORMIVIT, TRISTEQ SUAE DESIDERIV AMICIS
RELIQUIT

Here Likewise Lyeth Buried
the body of Margaret
the daughter of Tristram
Risdon Gent who deceased
the 26' of August
Anno Doni
1636
Genetoris Distichon
The assured hope of thine aeternal blisse
Dries all my tears, the end of flesh is this.