William Carey (courtier) - Children of William Carey and Mary Boleyn

Children of William Carey and Mary Boleyn

William Carey and Mary Boleyn were the parents of two children:

  • Catherine Carey (c. 1524 - 15 January 1568). Maid of Honour to Anne of Cleves and Catherine Howard. She was married to the Puritan Sir Francis Knollys, Knight of the Garter. She was later lady-in-waiting to her cousin, Elizabeth I. One of her daughters, Lettice Knollys, became the second wife of Robert Dudley, 1st Earl of Leicester, the favourite of Elizabeth I.
  • Henry Carey, 1st Baron Hunsdon (4 March 1526 – 23 July 1596). He was ennobled by Queen Elizabeth I just after her coronation. Knight of the Garter. Elizabeth offered Henry the Boleyn family title of earl of Ormonde, which he had long sought, when he was dying; but he refused the honour.

However, it has been suggested that Catherine Carey and Henry Carey may have been Henry VIII's children.

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