The lamps are going out all over Europe. We shall not see them lit again in our lifetime.
Sir Edward Grey
| Sir Edward Grey |
By John Lewis-Stempel
Sir Edward Grey is known to everyone because of a single immortal quotation. On 3 August 1914, as foreign secretary, he looked out of the window of his office at dusk and observed the man lighting the gas lamps in St James's Park below and spoke those words to his chum, J.A. Spender. Grey was a countryman to his core.
Grey was always looking out of the window. He was a devout twitcher, and the waterfowl across in the park were one of his delights in London, which he hated. . . In his 11 years as foreign secretary (the longest anyone has held the office) he went abroad precisely once.
Everyone agreed, though, that Grey was charming, well mannered, and diffident, the very embodiment of the English gentleman. There's the rub. Was the great birdman of Westminster actually able to say boo to a goose?
There are historians who like to put Grey in the dock on the severest of all charges—he caused the murderous First World War by his lack of interest in his job. As foreign secretary of the world's super-power, for Heaven's sake! By his insularity and, above all, his failure to properly warn Berlin off the turf in July 1914 he was responsible for catastrophe. He was decent but amateurish and vapid, and so, in a huge test, he failed.
Another charge to be taken into consideration against the Right Honourable Edward Grey: When he did deign to diplomacy, he was the exact opposite of unworldly; he was Machiavellian and tied Britain in secret strings to France. These ended up as a noose around our necks. Few men have risen so languidly, or succeeded in so many disparate endeavours as Edward Grey. . . [I]n his 50s, his physicians advised him to give up his job as foreign secretary and rest his eyes. He refused, believing his country needed him.
Did it? There is nothing novel in the accusation that Grey was an ineffectual foreign secretary. His colleague David Lloyd George devoted pages of his War Memoirs to damning Grey. But then, the Welsh politician gave over most of his war memoirs to trolling people. Nearly every malodorous myth about the Great War can be traced back to the literary septic tank that is Lloyd George's War Memoirs. . .
For Grey, Britain was first, last, everything, though he would have peace, if peace could be had. In international dealings, at least, Grey was as true as his word. It is nigh on impossible to describe Grey the diplomat without delving into a lexicon of old-fashioned phrases. He wielded "a straight bat," he made British diplomacy a global brand for "fidelity."
For nearly a decade he kept the peace in Europe, almost single-handedly smoothing over major upsets caused by events in Africa in 1911 and the Balkans in 1912. Grey's tact and his obviously sincere desire for peace, contrasted with the bellicose arrogance of Berlin, turned up trumps in the Great War because they helped win America over. In other words, the winning team of UK, France, USA, and Russia was largely fashioned by one Sir Edward Grey.
And so, to the main "crime" on the charge sheet against Edward Grey. In Lloyd George's words, "Had Grey warned Germany in time of the point at which Britain would declare war and wage it with her whole strength, the issue would have been different." There would have been no war. Did Grey bungle in summer 1914?
The accusation is a red herring. Germany had been told since 1911 by the British king, by War Secretary Haldane, and by Grey that if she attacked France, Britain would not stand idly by. In the end, France did not decide the issue, War or No. Everybody in Europe, from the lowliest English brickie to the emperor of Germany, knew in their hearts that Britain would honour her obligations to protect the independence of Belgium.
The tragedy of the First World War is that Berlin willfully ignored all evidence of British intent and bet the farm on the German Army being able to best France before Britain could meaningfully intervene. Some hope. There was good reason for Grey's softly, softly diplomacy in summer 1914.
If he had rattled his saber against Germany he would have split the nation and been accused of warmongering by the peace party, which was led by. . . Lloyd George. Neither could one man have diverted the course of history. The tide this time was too strong.
One reason why Grey remains enigmatic is that there is, more's the pity, almost no one like him in modern British politics. His pursuit of ornithology and fishing were less diversions from duty, more tonics that enabled him to function. The hobbies, of course, gave him character; Grey is the exemplar of the politician with a hinterland. Grey, in profile, was absurdly birdlike; he had the nose of a hawk. . .
Yet he was, in his soul, an absolute dove. "I hate war," he declared in August 1914 (contrast that with the cheering that broke out in Prussian ministries on the declaration of hostilities). One taunt of Lloyd George's did hold water; Grey mistook "correctitude for rectitude."
The loathsome necessities of war were too much for him. When the conflict was declared, the light inside Edward Grey went out, and though he remained in office until 1916, he was increasingly a bewildered, ailing figure. A sightless white dove trapped in a long night.
Editors Note: Grey was was known for his dedication to strong relations with the U.S. During William Howard Taft's administration (1909–1912), this commitment helped foster a cooperative atmosphere between the two nations. This was much to Britain's advantage after war broke out. MH
Source: Excerpted from "Did Sir Edward Grey Provide the Spark for the Great War?" Sunday Express, May 2014