DATELINES: 21 MAY 1948The Commando Memorial“NOTHING OF WHICH we have any knowledge or record has ever been done bymortal men which surpasses the splendour and daring of their feats of arms.”Nearly six decades ago in thecloisters of Westminster, theLeader of the Opposition, <strong>Winston</strong>S. <strong>Churchill</strong>, unveiled amemorial to those who haddied in the then-recent World War on servicein submarines and with commandoand airborne forces: three groups who hadknowingly faced even more dangers thanthose which confronted fighting men as amatter of course. His speech was fully reportedin the following day’s Times, butthe early biographers seem to have missedit. It bears reprinting for the light it throwsboth on the men <strong>Churchill</strong> commemoratedand on his own beliefs.Over forty years ago, when preparingthe official history of the Special OperationsExecutive in France (reissued in 2004), Iconjectured that, as he spoke, <strong>Churchill</strong>had in mind—as well as the feats hepraised—the then still inadmissible deedsof special agents for sabotage, subversionand escape who had set out on their missionsby parachute or by submarine.A distinguished audience was assembledto hear the wartime Prime Ministerthat day. Among those present were A.V.Alexander, Minister of Defence andwartime First Lord of the Admiralty; Admiralof the Fleet the Viscount Cunninghamof Hyndhope, wartime First SeaLord; Field Marshal the Earl Wavell, formerCommander-in-Chief Middle Eastand later Viceroy of India; Major GeneralSir Robert Laycock, who had been Chief ofCombined Operations; Lieutenant GeneralSir Frederick Browning, who hadbeen commander of Airborne Forces; LieutenantColonel A.C. Newman, who hadwon his Victoria Cross at St. Nazaire; andseveral other VC holders. The Dean ofWestminster, the Very Reverend A.C. Don,held a brief service. <strong>Churchill</strong> concludedwith the last two verses of an old Masonicpoem, familiar in those days to many ofthe dignitaries present.—PROFESSOR M.R.D. FOOTToday we unveil a memorialto the brave who gave theirlives for what we believe futuregenerations of theworld will pronounce arighteous and noble cause. In this ancientAbbey, so deeply wrought into therecord, the life and the message of theBritish race and nation—here whereevery inch of space is devoted to themonuments of the past and to the inspirationof the future—there will remainthis cloister now consecrated to thosewho gave their lives in what they hopedwould be a final war against the grosserforms of tyranny. These symbolic imagesof heroes, set up by their fellowcountrymenin honour and remembrance,will proclaim, as long as faithfultestimony endures, the sacrifices ofyouth resolutely made at the call of dutyand for the love of our Island home andall it stands for among men.Published by kind permission of the copyrightholder, Curtis Brown Ltd., on behalf ofthe Estate of Sir <strong>Winston</strong> <strong>Churchill</strong>, copyright© <strong>Winston</strong> S. <strong>Churchill</strong>.BY WINSTON S. CHURCHILLPHOTOGRAPH BY TERRY MOORE BY KIND PERMISSION OF WESTMINSTER ABBEYThis memorial, with all its graceand distinction, does not claim any monopolyof prowess or devotion for thoseto whom it is dedicated. We all knowthe innumerable varieties of dauntlessservice which were performed by HisMajesty’s soldiers and servants at homeand abroad, in the prolonged ordeals ofthe Second World War for right andfreedom. Those whose memory is heresaluted would have been the first to repulseany exclusive priority in the Rollof Honour.It is in all humility which matchestheir grandeur that we here today testifyto the valour and devotion of the SubmarineService of the Royal Navy inboth wars, to the Commandos, the AirborneForces and the Special Air Service.All were volunteers. Most were highlyskilledand intensely-trained. Losseswere heavy and constant. But greatnumbers pressed forward to fill the gaps.Selection could be most strict wherethe task was forlorn. No units were soeasy to recruit as those over whichDeath ruled with daily attention. Wethink of the forty British submarines—FINEST HOUR 135 / 14
more than half our total submarinelosses—sunk amid the Mediterraneanminefields alone, of the heroic deathsof the submarine commanders andcrews who vanished for ever in theNorth Sea or in the Atlantic Approachesto our nearly-strangled island. We thinkof the Commandos, as they came to becalled—a Boer word become ever-gloriousin the annals of Britian and her Empire—andof their gleaming deedsunder every sky and clime. We think ofthe Airborne Forces and Special AirService men who hurled themselves unflinchinginto the void—when we recallall this, we may feel sure that nothing ofwhich we have any knowledge or recordhas ever been done by mortal menwhich surpasses the splendour and daringof their feats of arms.Truly we may say of them, as of theLight Brigade at Balaclava, “When shalltheir glory fade?” But there were characteristicsin the exploits of the submarines,the Commandos and the AirborneForces which, in different degrees,distinguished their work from any singleepisode, however famous and romantic.First there was the quality of precisionand the exact discharge of delicateand complex functions which requiredthe utmost coolness of mind and steadinessof hand and eye. The excitementand hot gallop of a cavalry charge didnot demand the ice-cold efficiency inmortal peril of the submarine crews and,on many occasions, of the AirborneForces and the Commandos.There was also that constant repetition,time after time, of desperate adventureswhich marked the work of theCommandos, as of the submarines, requiringnot only hearts of fire but nervesof tempered steel.To say this is not to dim the lustreof the past but to enhance, by modernlights, the deeds of their successors,whom we honour here today. Thesolemn and beautiful service in whichwe are taking part uplifts our hearts andgives balm and comfort to those livingpeople, and there are many here, whohave suffered immeasurable loss. Sorrowmay be assuaged even at the momentwhen the dearest memories are revivedand brightened. Above all, we have ourfaith that the universe is ruled by aSupreme Being and in fulfilment of asublime and moral purpose, accordingto which all our actions are judged.This faith enshrines, not only inbronze but for ever, the impulse of theseyoung men, when they gave all theyhad, in order that Britain’s honourmight still shine forth and that justiceand decency might dwell among men inthis troubled world. Of them and inpresence of their memorial we may repeatas their requiem as it was theirtheme, and as the spur for those whofollow in their footsteps the well-knownlines:...heard are the voices—Heard are the Sages,The Worlds and the Ages.“Choose well; your choice isBrief and yet endless;Here eyes do regard youIn eternity’s stillness;Here is all fullness,Ye brave, to reward you.Work, and despair not.”Poems<strong>Churchill</strong> LovedWith his usual impressive memory,<strong>Churchill</strong> was quoting the “MasonicPoem” of Johann Wolfgang von Goethe(1749-1832), which he must have readyears before or recalled from Bartlett’sFamiliar Quotations, which he essentiallymemorized. The poem is found onhttp://xrl.us/wevb, which notes: “ToEnglish-speaking Masons, Goethe’s bestknown Masonic work is the short poem‘Masonic Lodge.’ It can be found in anycollection of Goethe’s works, and inVolume Twenty of the Little MasonicLibrary. It is given in full here, not onlyfor purposes of short discussion, but because,by some unaccountable and distressingerror, the first ten lines, whichare the keynote of the whole poem[which <strong>Churchill</strong> did not quote] areomitted in the (1929) Clegg edition ofMackey’s Encyclopedia.”The Masons’s ways areA Type of ExistenceAnd his persistenceIs as the days areOf men in this world.The future hides itGladness and Sorrow,We press still thorow,Naught that abides in itDaunting us—onward.And Solemn before usVeiled, the dark portal,Goal of all mortal;Stars are silent o’er usGraves under us silent.While earnest thou gazestComes boding of terror,Comes phantasm and errorPerplexes the bravestWith doubt and misgiving.But heard are the voices—Heard are the Sages,The Worlds and the Ages;“Choose well; your choice isBrief and yet endless;Here eyes do regard youIn eternity’s stillness;Here is all fullness,Ye have to reward you,Work, and despair not.”,Fiinest Hour thanks Professor Foot for his suggestion that we republish the Commando Memorial speech. Reading it,shortly after the United States’ Memorial Day, we were struck by how much has changed in contemporary tributes to themilitary. <strong>Churchill</strong> unabashedly told us what these brave people did, hurling themselves against the enemy, “unflinchinglyinto the void.” Today when we honor those who serve, we do so almost in the abstract. Apparently, describing what they actuallydo is considered somehow too delicate, and might be found objectionable by this or that segment of society. <strong>Churchill</strong>was often quite specific about what brave individuals did for their country—but <strong>Churchill</strong> was also convinced not only ofthe justice of his cause, but of the unity of his nation. That too, sadly, has changed. —Ed. ,FINEST HOUR 135 / 15