Gundred was born 1053 in Saint-Omer, Pas-de-Calais, France to Gerbod (1020) and died 27 May 1085 Castle Acre, Norfolk, England, United Kingdom of unspecified causes. She married William de Warenne (1055-1088) .
|Edith de Warenne (1075-aft1125)||1075||1125||Girard de Gournay (c1076-1099) |
Dreux III de Monchy (1080-)
|William de Warenne (1080-1138)||1080 Bellencombre, France||11 May 1138 Lewes, Sussex, England, United Kingdom||Elizabeth de Vermandois (c1081-1131)|
|Reginald de Warenne (1082-?)|
The remains of William de Warenne and his wife Gundred (latinised as Gundrada) were found in small leaden caskets in the excavation of the site of the Priory during the building of the Brighton to Lewes Railway in 1845. These remains had been removed from their original resting place before the High Altar of the Priory Church, and re-interred in those caskets in the floor of the Chapter House when it was built in the thirteenth century.
The remains of William and Gundred were buried again in the floor of the chapel, under the original grave slab of Gundred. This had been found in the eighteenth century, face down, as a common paving stone in nearby Isfield Church. It was for many years thought that Gundred was a daughter of William the Conqueror but this cannot now be sustained. She died in 1085 at Castle Acre, Norfolk, apparently her favourite home. Her remains were brought back to Lewes to be buried in the Priory Church which she and her husband founded. The tomb slab is stylistically of the period of re-interment rather than of the original burial, and is considered to be an important piece of roman-esque art.
The following is one of the many translations of the inscription: "Illustrious branch of Ducal race in brought into England's Church balsamic grace pious as Mary and as Martha kind to generous deeds she gave her virtuous mind. Though the cold tomb her Martha's part receives. Her Mary's better part forever lives. 0 Holy Pancras keep with greater care. A mother who has made her sons thy heir. On the sixth calends of June's fateful morn the marble frame by inward struggles torn freed the pure soul which upward bent its way to realms of love and seeds of endless joy. "