Very shortly after the miraculous rescue of the bulk of the British Expeditionary Force in late May/early June 1940, the Poet Laureate John Masefield wrote his account and impressions of the historic events. Twenty-Five Days was acclaimed as both an outstanding historic record and yet a very personal recollection by a great writer and records the extraordinary events of the 25 days between 10 May and 3 June.
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Masefield was born in Ledbury, a rural area in England to George Masefield, a solicitor and Caroline. His mother died giving birth to his sister when Masefield was only 6 and he went to live with his aunt. His father died soon after. After an unhappy education at the King's School in Warwick (now known as Warwick School), where he was a boarder between 1888 and 1891, he left to board the HMS Conway, both to train for a life at sea, and to break his addiction to reading, of which his Aunt thought little. He spent several years aboard this ship and found that he could spend much of his time reading and writing. It was aboard the Conway that Masefield’s love for story-telling grew.
In 1894, Masefield boarded the Gilcruix, destined for Chile. He recorded his experiences while sailing through the extreme weather. Upon reaching Chile, Masefield suffered from sunstroke and was hospitalized. He eventually returned home to England as a passenger aboard a steam ship.
In 1895, Masefield returned to sea on a windjammer destined for New York City. However, the urge to become a writer and the hopelessness of life as a sailor overtook him, and in New York, he deserted ship. He lived as a vagrant for several months, before returning to New York City, where he was able to find work as an assistant to a bar keeper.
For the next two years, Masefield was employed in a carpet factory, where long hours were expected and conditions were far from ideal. He purchased up to 20 books a week, and devoured both modern and classical literature. His interests at this time were diverse and his reading included works by Trilby, Dumas, Thomas Browne, Hazlitt, Dickens, Kipling, and R. L. Stevenson. Chaucer also became very important to him during this time, as well as poetry by Keats and Shelley.
When Masefield was 23, he met his future wife, Constance Crommelin, who was 35. Educated in classics and English Literature, and a mathematics teacher, Constance was a perfect match for Masefield despite the difference in age. The couple had two children (Judith, born in 1904, and Lewis, in 1910).
In 1930, due to the death of Robert Bridges, a new Poet Laureate was needed. King George V appointed Masefield, who remained in office until his death in 1967. Masefield took his appointment seriously and produced a large quantity of verse. Poems composed in his official capacity were sent to The Times. Masefield’s humility was shown by his inclusion of a stamped envelope with each submission so that his composition could be returned if it were found unacceptable for publication.
On 12 May 1967, John Masefield died, after having suffered through a spread of gangrene up his leg. According to his wishes, he was cremated and his ashes placed in Poets’ Corner in Westminster Abbey. Later, the following verse was discovered, written by Masefield, addressed to his ‘Heirs, Administrators, and Assigns’:
Let no religious rite be done or read In any place for me when I am dead, But burn my body into ash, and scatter The ash in secret into running water, Or on the windy down, and let none see; And then thank God that there’s an end of me.
Written in the summer of 1940, just weeks after the Dunkirk operation of May, when only a miracle of improvisation & raw courage saved more than 338,000 British, French & Belgian forces from total defeat at the hands of Nazi Germany, this book is a one-off, as Dunkirk proved to be. The original manuscript was prohibited from publication at the time, though John Masefield was a celebrated writer of both poetry & prose. ('I must go down to the sea again...' as many of the famous little ships did to their eternal credit). Masefield had little access to sensitive intelligence material at the time - & other sources of crucial information had been destroyed in the ports of Calais & Dunkirk. It is nearer a moral-booster than pure historical record, with many poignant anecdotes of extraordinary bravery by British, French & Belgian forces against the unexpectedly vicious 'blitzkrieg' & civilian/fifth columnist collaborators & under-cover spies. The deleterious effects of thousands of fleeing refugees was crucial; & the German forces were quick to use & exploit the strategic usefulness of blocked roads, though they showed little concern for civilian deaths. The remarkable conduct of R.A.F. fighters to delay the German divisions' advances towards the coast deserves credit too; the loss of so many army, navy, merchant marine, civilian & air force personnel was a heavy price to pay. But Britain remained in its corner to fight the good fight for 5 more years.
The book was finally published in 1972, & my copy was acquired in a local charity shop in almost pristine condition for £1.50! Well worth that small sum, as it tells such a harrowing story of a nation on the brink of a military disaster - a disaster that never quite happened. But in 1940 no-one could have imagined what would happen that summer in the skies over southern England...the Battle of Britain...when the war was turned in another direction. I grew up being regaled with these events & it was a pleasure to read Masefield's quiet confidence in British resolve, so admirably exhibited by my grand-parent's & parent's generations who stood alone while Europeans succumbed to German aggression with equanimity.