Over the past fifteen years, an anonymous poem has grown in popularity, especially with battlefield visitors who find that its sentiments strike a chord with them as they attend the 8pm sounding of the Last Post at the Menin Gate in Ypres, Belgium. The memorial, unveiled in 1927, bears the names of more than 54,000 British and Commonwealth soldiers killed in the Ypres Salient who have no known grave.
The poem appears to have been inspired by the Australian artist Will Longstaff’s painting of 1927 ‘Menin Gate at Midnight’ which shows the ghosts of the dead filling the battlefield around the newly built memorial. Entitled ‘Man at Arms’, the poem addresses a soldier who tells how, just as in the painting, the dead will rise at midnight and march to the Menin Gate.
Man at Arms
What are you guarding, Man-at-Arms?
Why do you watch and wait?
‘I guard the graves, said the Man-at-Arms,
I guard the graves by Flanders farms
Where the dead will rise at my call to arms,
And march to the Menin gate’.
‘When do they march then, Man-at-Arms?
Cold is the hour – and late’
‘They march tonight’ said the Man-at-Arms,
With the moon on the Menin gate.
They march when the midnight bids them go.
With their rifles slung and their pipes aglow,
Along the roads, the roads they know,
The roads to the Menin gate.
‘What are they singing, Man-at-Arms,
As they march to the Menin gate?’
‘The Marching songs’, said the Man-at-Arms,
That let them laugh at fate.
No more will the night be cold for them,
For the last tattoo has rolled for them,
And their souls will sing as of old for them,
As they march to the Menin gate.
Popular as it has become, I have never included it in my literature and art battlefield tours because I did not find it great literature and there was no evidence that it was an authentic piece of soldier poetry. Curiosity as to its origins however led to me spend a couple of hours researching the authorship. Jeffrey Richards in Imperialism and Music: Britain 1876-1953 (2001) quotes the opening lines as being from a song The Menin Gate by Bowen. This proves to have been by Lauri or Lori Bowen, published in 1930 by Boosey & Hawkes, with words by Eric Haydon. A recording performed by Peter Dawson was released by His Master’s Voice in 1930. It may be heard here and it is indeed the same words as the poem.
Probably because of it describes Longstaff’s painting, the song achieved particular popularity in Australia. A first clue as to who Eric Haydon was comes from a brief article in an Australian newspaper, the Perth Daily News of 28 January 1936, which describes him as an English novelist and lyric writer, en route for Victoria on the liner Moldavia. Mr Haydon, it notes, wrote ‘The Menin gate’ lyrics. The passenger list of the Moldavia includes Eric Haydon, age 42, en route for Melbourne, having previously lived at an address in London NW3. Census returns and a 1939 militia attestation form show that Haydon was born in Kensington, London, on 7 July 1895, the son of a cheesemonger’s assistant. By 1911, age 16, he worked as a cashier’s clerk for a publisher and lived in Stoke Newington. In the 1930s, Haydon began to have some success as a song lyricist and novelist. In September 1939, when he enlisted in the Australian Militia, he lived at 30 Tivoli Road, South Yarra. The award for the best radio play in Australia of 1947 unfortunately seems to have drawn his financial affairs to the attention of tax officials who the following year fined him £70 for having failed to declare income for the play. He died in Parkville, Victoria, in 1971 at the age of 76.
There remains the question as to whether service during the First World War might have inspired the lyrics to ‘The Menin Gate’, as we should now call it. Luckily, a service record survives enabling his military career to be reconstructed. In February 1915 Haydon enlisted in the London Scottish as number 4359 and was posted to the 2nd Battalion with which he served for the whole war. This battalion was to have a remarkably varied experience of war, being posted from Salisbury Plain to Ireland in April 1916 in the wake of the Easter Rising, then to the Western Front where it spent time on Vimy Ridge. After five months in France, it was sent to Salonika (Thessaloniki), then seven months later, in July 1917, to Egypt. It was at this point that the one misdemeanour contained on Haydon’s crime sheet occurs, when he was found guilty of disobedience to a lawful command and insubordination and was sentenced to seven days Field Punishment No. 1, the infamous tying of a soldier to a fixed object for several hours each day in place of detention in the guardroom. The 2nd London Scottish spent ten months in Palestine, where it took part in the capture of Jerusalem in December.
The German attacks in the Spring of 1918 led to Haydon’s battalion being sent to the Western Front in June which is when he would have first seen the future site of the Menin Gate at the eastern exit through the Ypres ramparts leading towards the front line. At the end of September his battalion retook Messines, then participated in a final advance, the forgotten ‘5th battle of Ypres’, to push the Germans back from Ypres and which by mid-October 1918 resulted in the Battle of Courtrai. During this fighting he was mentioned in a Brigade Order for Gallantry in the Field. This resulted in the award of the Distinguished Conduct Medal, announced in the London Gazette of March 1919. It wasn’t until December 1919 that the citation was published which reveals an astonishing action which in the earlier years of the war would have gained him the Victoria Cross:
“During the operations near Menin, on the 14th October, 1918, he displayed most conspicuous courage and dash. He was always leading the rushes on enemy posts and used rifle and bayonet with great effect. At one time he tackled single-handed a large pillbox, capturing about 40 prisoners, nearly all of whom were armed. He formed one of a party of four which rushed and captured two enemy machine guns which were causing the battalion on the left flank heavy casualties. He did splendid work.”
Private Eric Haydon was discharged in February 1919 unscathed physically by enemy action with a total of four years and 20 days service.
Perhaps now I should include his poem in my tours as an authentic testimony by one who saw Ypres in its most devastated state.