That They May Face the Rising Sun

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Therefore, my best guess is that it was written over time but no later than This is mixed in with often poetic seasonal observations from the surrounding nature — the hills, the fields, the swans, the herons, the dogs and cats, the sheep and cattle of the small townland — and of course the lake which takes on the mantle of an ever-present vital character in the novel:.

Close by, two swans fished in the shallows, three dark cygnets by their side. Further out, a whole stretch of water was alive and rippling with a moving shoal of perch. In this place all news is local. The outside world does not intrude to any great extent — McGahern is reinforcing the notion that all politics is local, that community is everything. What, I wonder, would the locals in this small backwater Border area make of Brexit when it comes to the shores of the lake?

Food, drink, seasons, weather, the grey heron, the black cat, are re-created continually, different each time, with intense, eloquent simplicity, as if a painter or a poet were returning over and over to the same scene:. The surface of the water out from the reeds was alive with shoals of small fish. There were many swans on the lake. A grey rowboat was fishing along the far shore. A pair of herons moved sluggishly through the air between the trees of the island and Gloria Bog.

A light breeze was passing over the sea of pale sedge like a hand. The blue of the mountain was deeper and darker than the blue of the lake or the sky. Along the high banks at the edge of the water there were many little private lawns speckled with fish bones and blue crayfish shells where the otters fed and trained their young p.

As we read, we encounter the ones who stayed, the ones who left and return once a year and the blow-ins who come to live in this magical backwater of a place. The story is told in cycles of time, the seasons melding into each other, Christmas and Easter given their rightful place.

Even the title echoes the Resurrection at Easter-time and helps explain why every Christian graveyard faces the rising sun! The novel may not have Chapters in the accepted sense but as we read we are lulled by the benign, repetitive rhythms and cadences of rural life: The small fields around the house were enclosed with thick whitethorn hedges, with ash and rowan and green oak and sycamore, the fields overgrown with rushes. Then the screens of whitethorn suddenly gave way and they stood high over another lake.

The wooded island where the herons bred was far out, and on the other shore, the pale sedge and stunted birch trees of Gloria Bog ran towards the shrouded mountains….. Swans and dark clusters of wildfowl were fishing calmly in the shelter p. They learn quickly the native ways and discover a place where they belong — all temptations to return to the centre are gently refused.

Through them, we are introduced to the motley crew of neighbours, the mad, the bad and the sad. Their neighbour, Patrick Ryan remarks:. They are blessed with their neighbours — particularly Mary and Jamesie Murphy. From the very beginning, Jamesie and Mary befriend the new arrivals, Joe and Kate, and made them welcome.

Mary is a very deep reflective character, the real strength in the Murphy household. She had grown up at the edge of the lake and when she married Jamesie she left her father and brother and moved to her new home at the far side of the lake. Her home place is described as being idyllic:. Cherry and apple and pear trees grew wild about the house, and here and there the fresh green of the gooseberry shone out of a wilderness of crawling blackthorn. When she marries she is torn between her new home and having to leave her father and brother to fend for themselves.

Kate Ruttledge recognizes her worth as a friend and compliments her by saying that the spirit of her old home came with her across the lake. Mary and Jamesie live out their life by the lake: He does well in school, winning a scholarship to continue schooling in the local town. He marries and has children of his own. He visits infrequently and holidays in Italy.

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Completely alone though a part of the crowd, Mary stood mutely gazing on her son and his wife as if in wonderment how so much time had disappeared and emerged again in such strange and substantial forms that were and were not her own. Across her face there seemed to pass many feelings and reflections: But how can time be gathered in and kissed? There is only flesh p. Thinking of her brother-in-law, Johnny, who has returned to his bedsit in London she falls into reverie and shares a philosophy which is probably also shared by McGahern himself:.

Jamesie, an inveterate gossip is, however, a great neighbour and, especially in those early days, the difference between Joe and Kate surviving in their new location. As the novel ends, a very emotional Joe acknowledges the debt he owes to Jamesie when he says:. However, Jamesie and Mary, and Joe and Kate are the exceptions in this novel as the novel is peopled mainly by single men, men who see being single as a state to be coveted and prized: The others are perfectly happy in their bachelorhood and this is one of the social ills that McGahern holds up to inspection in the novel.

Joe wonders why Patrick Ryan had never considered marriage:. This good-looking, vigorous man had lived all his life around the lake where nothing could be concealed, and he had never shown any sexual interest in another. Father Conroy, the Catholic Parish priest is their role model — he lives a comfortable bachelor life, is respected and is seen as a pillar of the community but his power and influence, and the influence of the Church he represents is waning.

These manners, open to exploitation by ruthless people, held all kinds of traps for the ignorant or unwary and could lead to entanglements that a more confident, forthright manner would have seen off at the very beginning. It was a language that hadn't any simple way of saying no. One of the characters, Bill Evans, an orphan or "home-boy", victim and product of a brutal, now-extinct system of hired farm-labour, is both individual and generic. It is that fragility of relation that McGahern captures more successfully than any of his contemporaries.

In one sense it could be crudely described as a relation between an older and an emergent way of life, between Ireland of the haemorrhaging emigrations and the new, more prosperous place where the returned emigrant is the crucial figure. He was launched as a paradigm as well as a writer. Although he has indeed charted the internal history of a culture in which most of the old authoritarian systems have weakened or even collapsed, and has as such retained his status as an emblematic figure, the danger has always been that this view of him would govern the reception of his writing to the exclusion of all else.

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In the light of this work, such exclusion now becomes impossible. The stories contained within this novel retain the ferocity of McGahern's preceding work, where sweetness of disposition and barbarity of feeling and behaviour are so often melded within a single personality. John Quinn's sexual appetite and savagery, intermixed with a cajoling charm, is one instance; the hopeless love that drives Johnny to emigrate and reduces his existence to that of the uprooted bachelor is another.

Then there is the courtesy of McKiernan, the dedicated republican, or the northern protestant, Robert Booth, who has become a successful member of the English establishment but had to abandon his native accent to do so, the only flaw of the newly acquired one being that "it outdistanced what it sought to emulate". Some of these portraits are based on recognisable originals.

The slow pace was accentuated by beautiful moments of poignant prose as small details of life and nature are described in delightful detail, such as "The sun was now high above the lake. Everywhere the water sparkled. A child could easily believe that the whole of heaven were dancing. As the couple get to know the inhabitants of their rural location, characters are fleshed out and there are moving moments as their fortunes ebb and flow with the community. I greatly enjoyed the calm wash of the writing. It was quite soothing. This is one for those of you who know what words are really for.

A sample of the beautiful writing style. The timid, gentle manners, based on a fragile interdependence, dealt in avoidances and obfuscatons. Edges were softened, ways found round harsh realities. What was unspoken was often far more important than the words that were said. Confrontation was avoided whenever possible.

These manners, open to exploitation by r A sample of the beautiful writing style. These manners, open to exploitation by ruthless people, held all kinds of traps for the ignorant or unwary and could lead into entanglements that a more confident, forthright manner would have seen off at the very beginning. It was a language that hadn't any simple way of saying no.

McGahern took everyday people and turned out a story of the political, social and religious aspects of Ireland as seen through their eyes. I was deeply touched by this book. The Scotch-Irish ancestry stirred deeply in my soul while reading this. That deserves a five star rating. Strangely beguiling and deceptively mellow novel of Irish country life.

The Ruttledges have moved to a village beside a lake and their interactions with their neighbours form the bulk of the story. It isn't in truth much of a story, but the characters are singularly sympathetic: Universal themes of life, death and renewal are subtly woven into the novel, but so is the festering sectarian division that cannot be ignored as long as annual marches commemorate a bloody ambush. The warmth, the welcome and the ever-present hospitality of this bucolic life is the most lasting memory though.

Jun 10, Ian Mapp rated it did not like it. This book is in my book of books that I should read before I die. Thats the reason I chose it and the reason why I chose to abandon it after only pages. It just wasnt for me. There is no plot, nothing happens, the characters are all interchangeable and in the few pages I read I neither learned anything about them, what motivated them and where they were going to go.

There are no natural breaks in the book and the relentless prose just goes on and one until the point where I just couldnt t This book is in my book of books that I should read before I die. There are no natural breaks in the book and the relentless prose just goes on and one until the point where I just couldnt take it anymore. An utter waste of my time. I remember trying to get through Ulylesses and meeting a similar end, but with that, I got to with 15 pages of the end.

At least this time I had the good sense to give up before investing too much time. I realise that this review will come inbetween a Lee Child and a Tom Cain book - but they are not all I read either. View all 4 comments. Nov 15, Frances Sawaya rated it it was ok Shelves: Soon after this book was published I was eager to have a read because of the similarity between the couple in the story and our own "Irish" life: I really could not get into much of the book, however, and was quite disappointed.

Some clever phrasing, some characters very similar to those all around us; some glimpses of life that drive me crazy and some that I admire. Par for the course, I guess. There is something interesting to note, however. We Soon after this book was published I was eager to have a read because of the similarity between the couple in the story and our own "Irish" life: We live near his fictional setting but many of the locals were enraged at the book in that each and every one felt it was aimed at each and every one! Jan 05, Becky rated it it was ok Shelves: Just the very fact that it exists and old men get drunk there makes for endless tales of rural joy and occasional moments of pain that are so intrinsically wonderful to tell in great detail that there is absolutely no need for anything to happen.

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Kate and Ruttledge move back to Ireland from their nasty awful non Irish lives in London and then they grow a few plants and buy and sell a few sheep and that's pretty much it. But there's a guy called Jamesie who occasi Isn't Ireland wonderful? But there's a guy called Jamesie who occasionally embarrasses his family when drunk and a loquacious local who may or may not be a rapist so you know, what else do you need? I've read this twice now, and both times been saddened to finish. Different from McGahern's other novels, every word of this is rich, not a word used lightly. This novel is a tribute to simplicity, the everyday, honoring those who pass through life without fanfare or outward greatness.

He shows the strength of friendship and community, and the ties that ritual bind. In portraying the normal, McGahern quietly wraps a cloak of acceptance around the reader of our unspectacular place in life, and it I've read this twice now, and both times been saddened to finish. In portraying the normal, McGahern quietly wraps a cloak of acceptance around the reader of our unspectacular place in life, and it's cyclical never ending nature.

His greatest work, and for me, the finest Irish novel crafted. Oct 03, Mary Lou rated it really liked it Shelves: This is a chronicle of a year in the life of a rural community in Ireland. Sound s ordinary enough but no- it is an extraorinary book.

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The lives of the characters are rolled out for us with such insight and compassion, against a beautiful backdrop. You feel you are there with them and indeed want to be there in this idyllic world. If ever a review did not do a book justice this is it. This is a must read. Jun 02, Kerrie O'Neill rated it it was amazing. Probably one of the best books I have ever read. A small simple story but so well told. His discriptions of nature are so simple but so real. They are the people we know. If you are from the country I think you will really 'get' this book.

Aug 26, Irene rated it really liked it. Lovely book, thanks Patti for suggesting it Aug 08, Pat Mullan rated it it was amazing. One of the most heartful, absorbing and most beautifully written books I've read. McGahern was a true rock star. Titled "By the Lake" in its US edition. Feb 08, Mindi rated it liked it Shelves: Book club book 3. I kept asking, "And? May 17, Ernie rated it really liked it. McGahern has his characters closely following the seasons and the moods of their lake where their surrounding small farms are located in an Ireland of not that long ago but it still reminded me of Yeats and the Lake Isle of Innisfree.

The rhythms of life are also marked by a heron which rises gracefully from the lake reeds to mark some utterly normal event of everyday life. The nuances of human relationships are symbolised by what he calls 'avoidance manners' from people who need to depend on ea McGahern has his characters closely following the seasons and the moods of their lake where their surrounding small farms are located in an Ireland of not that long ago but it still reminded me of Yeats and the Lake Isle of Innisfree.

The nuances of human relationships are symbolised by what he calls 'avoidance manners' from people who need to depend on each other and tolerate differences and not just the usual Catholic-Protestant divide at the nearby border. Jamesie, the notorious gossip and Joe Ruttledge play verbal games and Joe, returning to the town of his youth from a successful job in London with his wife Kate, moves into a hobby farm and contemplates retirement life if they can fit in.

Ruttledge is the focalising character who shows exemplary patience to slowly gain the trust of those who never left. Jamesie's brother Johnny symbolises this dilemma with his annual return from England to spend summer holidays with Jamsie and Mary in their tiny house.

This annual event is marked by a ritual lift by car to the further town's railway station and a pub crawl to celebrate before Mary welcomes him with the best sirloin to hit the pan. When Johnny is made redundant at Ford and writes that he would like to come home permanently, it is Joe who sees that Jamsie and Mary need him write a diplomatic letter to explain how this would never work out.

The Shah, as Joe's Mercedes driving uncle is called, runs a successful scrap metal business in the old railway station yards in partnership with Frank who never talks with him, which poses another problem for Joe to solve when the Shah wants to retire and Frank is the obvious person to buy the business. Patrick Ryan lives alone in a remote farm and despite allowing his first house to collapse around him, is the local builder who has begun building a shed for Joe that might be finished some day in the distant future.

In contrast with these reticent characters are the resident outsiders. Bill Evans is a former orphanage boy farm labourer, not the full quid and assigned by the priest to be dreadfully exploited by his 'betters', still as an old man hauling buckets of water up to the farm from the lake but calling in frequently to Joe and Kate as if entitled to his whiskey, cigarettes and a meal which he always receives. John Quinn boasts of his business successes but has numerous marriages. Everyone is invited to his third which causes a scandal talked about for years.

They all leave the reception in disgust before even the food is served yet they all turn out for this fourth marriage and are polite to him in the pub. They wonder how his sons and daughters turn out to be perfectly respectable, pleasant people. I was reminded of Thomas Hardy's novels by the details of the farming, especially the calving, lambing and a brilliantly evocative scene at the annual cattle sales. McGahern excels in writing of these nuances of farming life and the closely linked relationships that make a community succeed. The quiet mood that he captures is a welcome change from the typical conflicts found in other novels with this setting.

The agnostic Ruttledge is not bothered by the priest who explains that he has to make just one home visit to placate the bishop. The IRA Provisional bar-keeper and the detectives who take up almost permanent residence in a car outside, is one of those open secrets. In one of the best end sequences I have ever read, Ruttledge's acceptance by those who never left their town or farm is symbolised by an event that I will not disclose except to write that it beautifully encapsulates the meanings of the somewhat enigmatic title of this superb novel.

McGahern's second novel 'The Dark' was banned in Ireland for its alleged pornographic content and implied clerical sexual abuse.

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