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Irish-born playwright and novelist Samuel Beckett, one of the most individual voices of post-war literature, famously said: 'Personally, I have no bone to pick with graveyards, I take the air there willingly, perhaps more willingly than elsewhere, when take the air I must.'In a similarly phlegmatic spirit, Wordsworth Editions presents this spellbinding collection of chilling Gothic tales of the macabre, all drawn from the rich and varied literary tradition of a culture long in thrall to things supernatural. The Irish, as William Butler Yeats remarked, 'any day prefer a ghost story or a fairy tale to The Times newspaper'.Featuring the imaginative writings of such towering masters of the genre as Sheridan Le Fanu, Bram Stoker, Patrick Kennedy, Thomas Crofton-Croker and George Moore, this volume of ghoulish masterpieces from the late nineteenth and early twentiethcenturies is an encapsulation of the arcane lore, magic realism and fantastic creativity of the Irish.… (plus d'informations)
First off, this book is very badly titled. Sure, all the stories are Irish, either in setting, characters, or authors, but half of them are completely lacking in ghosts. There are a lot of stories about leprechauns. We also see fairies, a banshee, a witch, and some giants.
Secondly, reading it was a bit of a slog. I hate reading stories written in dialect, and this book contained several written in an Irish brogue. Even worse some of the stories were really boring, especially "The Living Ghost" by [[Rosa Mulholland]], which also had the bad misfortune to be one of the longest stories in the book. I suffered through 20 pages of a Victorian Gothic romance story with nary a sign of ghosts (or any supernatural elements) before skipping the next 50 or so pages and moving on to the next story.
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Irish-born playwright and novelist Samuel Beckett, one of the most individual voices of post-war literature, famously said: 'Personally, I have no bone to pick with graveyards, I take the air there willingly, perhaps more willingly than elsewhere, when take the air I must.'In a similarly phlegmatic spirit, Wordsworth Editions presents this spellbinding collection of chilling Gothic tales of the macabre, all drawn from the rich and varied literary tradition of a culture long in thrall to things supernatural. The Irish, as William Butler Yeats remarked, 'any day prefer a ghost story or a fairy tale to The Times newspaper'.Featuring the imaginative writings of such towering masters of the genre as Sheridan Le Fanu, Bram Stoker, Patrick Kennedy, Thomas Crofton-Croker and George Moore, this volume of ghoulish masterpieces from the late nineteenth and early twentiethcenturies is an encapsulation of the arcane lore, magic realism and fantastic creativity of the Irish.
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First off, this book is very badly titled. Sure, all the stories are Irish, either in setting, characters, or authors, but half of them are completely lacking in ghosts. There are a lot of stories about leprechauns. We also see fairies, a banshee, a witch, and some giants.
Secondly, reading it was a bit of a slog. I hate reading stories written in dialect, and this book contained several written in an Irish brogue. Even worse some of the stories were really boring, especially "The Living Ghost" by [[Rosa Mulholland]], which also had the bad misfortune to be one of the longest stories in the book. I suffered through 20 pages of a Victorian Gothic romance story with nary a sign of ghosts (or any supernatural elements) before skipping the next 50 or so pages and moving on to the next story.
This is one book I just can't recommend. ( )