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English
Vintage
03 July 1998
Genteel life at 'the 'Big House' continues while the Irish War of Independence rages beyond the gates, but for how long?

Read Elizabeth Bowen's accessible feminist take on the Irish aristocracy

WITH AN INTRODUCTION BY VICTORIA GLENDINNING

The Irish troubles rage, but up at the 'Big House', tennis parties, dances and flirtations with the English officers continue, undisturbed by the ambushes, arrests and burning country beyond the gates. Faint vibrations of discord reach the young girl Lois, who is straining for her own freedom, and she will witness the troubles surge closer and reach their irrevocable, inevitable climax.
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Imprint:   Vintage
Country of Publication:   United Kingdom
Edition:   New edition
Dimensions:   Height: 198mm,  Width: 129mm,  Spine: 14mm
Weight:   165g
ISBN:   9780099276470
ISBN 10:   009927647X
Pages:   224
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Audience:   General/trade ,  ELT Advanced
Format:   Paperback
Publisher's Status:   Active

Elizabeth Bowen was born in Dublin in 1899, the only child of an Irish lawyer and land-owner. She travelled a great deal, dividing most of her time between London and Bowen's Court, the family house in County Cork which she inherited. Her first book, a collection of shorts stories, Encounters, was published in 1923. The Hotel (1926) was her first novel. She was awarded the CBE in 1948, and received honorary degrees from Trinity College, Dublin in 1949, and from Oxford University in 1956. The Royal Society of Literature made her a Companion of Literature in 1965. Elizabeth Bowen died in 1973.

Reviews for The Last September

A republication, with a new preface, of Elizabeth Bowen's second novel which appeared originally in 1929. This, more than any of her works, has a deep, clouded spontaneous source in her own youth in Ireland during the troubled times when guerilla guns reverberated against a formal tradition which has its direct reflection here. For it is the succession of tennis parties and dances, teas and visits which frames and stirs the life within Danielstown, the home of the Naylors, imperiously and at times imperviously Anglo-Irish aristocrats whose social snobberies extend as well to the British officers garrisoned there. Among them is Gerald, who falls in love with their niece Lois, Lois who is impressionably and wishfully romantic, anxious to match the absolutism of Gerald's love. And that lovely, too mortal month comes to its close with Gerald's death, and the burning of the house which is to free Lois for the future of which she is still so unsure, while for the Naylore there is only the desolate destruction of a world which is both substance and symbol... The narrative here is fragmentary- to a point of fraility: but there is once again the matchless pervasiveness of place and time as it touches off a private world of expectant emotion and intimation. (Kirkus Reviews)


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