Personal Life and Descendants
Sir Edward was married three times:
- On 25 November 1619 at St Dionis Backchurch, London, to Elizabeth Tufton (1602/3-1622/3), eldest daughter of Nicholas Tufton, later 1st Earl of Thanet, by Lady Frances Cecil, daughter of Thomas Cecil, 1st Earl of Exeter. Their only child, Anthony, died September 1634, aged 14.
- During January 1625, to Anne Ashburnham (c. 1605-1628), third daughter of Sir John Ashburnham of Ashburnham, Sussex, by Elizabeth (later created Lady Cramond), daughter of Sir Thomas Beaumont of Stoughton Grange, Leicestershire. Anne was the mother of Sir Edward Dering, 2nd Baronet; she died aged 23 and was buried 17 April 1628.
- On 16 July 1629, at St Dionis Backchurch, to Unton Gibbes (d.1676), daughter of Sir Ralph Gibbes, 1st Baronet of Honington, Warwickshire, by Gertrude, daughter of Sir Thomas Wroughton of Wiltshire. They had further issue.
Through his son Edward, Sir Edward is the 10x Great Grandfather of Camilla, The Duchess of Cornwall. He was buried at St. Nicholas' Church, Pluckley.
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