Friday, 18 March 2016

A quiet time with coffee
and two new books

A double espresso and a new book in Rathgar this afternoon (Photograph: Patrick Comerford, 2016)

Patrick Comerford

A Book of Verses underneath the Bough,
A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread – and Thou


These are the opening lines of Quatrain XII of The Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám translated by Edward FitzGerald (1809-1883), and probably the best known lines by the English-born poet who was the son of Irish-born parents.

After working through a few long weeks without a break -- apart from Saint Patrick’s Day – I went for coffee late this afternoon in Rathgar village. So instead of a book a jug of wine and a loaf of bread, it was double espressos and shelf-after-shelf of books, in the Rathgar Bookshop.

As the 1916 centenary commemorations gather momentum, the shelves of many bookshops are filled with many accounts and retellings of the 1916 Rising, along with new editions of the poetry of WB Yeats since the 150th anniversary of his birth last year.

A cut-out bookshop and GPO in Rathgar (Photograph: Patrick Comerford, 2016)

There is a collection in a children’s series of “Build your own” Irish town – including Dublin, Cork and Limerick – made in West Cork. But I was amused to find one for the GPO in Dublin, presumably to mark the 1916 Rising, and beside it on the same shelf a cut-out kit for making a replica ‘Tiny Rathgar Bookshop.’

Avoiding the fresh – yet often so stale – accounts of the 1916 Rising, I picked up two delights in the Rathgar Bookshop this afternoon as I was enjoying my coffee.

Simon Bradley’s Churches, an architectural guide is part of the Pevsner Architectural Guides series and was published just three days ago (15 March 2016).

This book is for anyone who wants to understand more about the architectural history of English churches. Clear and easy to use, the text explains the key components of church architecture and developments in style, functional requirements, regional variations, and arcane vocabulary.

Here is an opportunity to explore historic churches, evaluate dates and restoration phases, interpret stained glass and monuments, and set off on new discoveries, with explanations of building plans, along tips for further research and searching for clues evidence.

Simon Bradley, who studied at Oxford and the Courtauld Institute of Art, is a joint editor of the Pevsner Architectural Guides at Yale University Press in London. He has contributed the revised Buildings of England volumes on Cambridgeshire, Westminster, and the City of London, is the co-author of the revised Berkshire volume, and is working on a new edition on Oxford and South Oxfordshire.

I also bought The Book Lovers’ Anthology (University of Oxford: Bodleian Library), which became available in paperback last month.

Each morning throughout Lent this year, I am blogging reflections that draw on the writings of the Lichfield lexicographer Samuel Johnson, and have been contemplating compiling an anthology of Lichfield writers. So it is interesting to read in this new book this passage from Samuel Johnson:

It is observed that a corrupt society has many laws; I know not whether it is not equally true, that an ignorant age has many books. When the treasures of ancient knowledge lie unexamined, and original authors are neglected and forgotten, compilers and plagiaries are encouraged who give us again what we had before, and grow great by setting before us what our own sloth had hidden from our view. (Samuel Johnson, Idler, 85).

Immediately above this quotation is one from Joseph Addison (1672-1719), who grew up in the Cathedral Close in Lichfield, where his father, Lancelot Addison, was the Dean of Lichfield Cathedral. It begins:

The circumstance which gives authors an advantage … is this, that they can multiply their originals; or rather, can make copies of their works, to what number they please, which shall be as valuable as the originals themselves.

Of course, I had forgotten that the poet Edward FitzGerald had connections with both Ireland and Staffordshire. His grandfather, John FitzGerald of Little Island, Waterford, also owned estates in Gayton, near Stafford.

A Book of quotes underneath the shelves,
A cup of coffee, a Pevsner guide– and solitude


Shelves and shelves of new books in Rathgar (Photograph: Patrick Comerford, 2016)

A journey through Lent 2016
with Samuel Johnson (38)

Ilam Hall in remote Staffordshire … Ilam became the inspiration for Samuel Johnson’s ‘Happy Valley’ (Photograph: YHA/Ilam Hall)

Patrick Comerford

During Lent this year, I am taking time each morning to reflect on words from Samuel Johnson (1709-1784), the Lichfield lexicographer and writer who compiled the first authoritative English-language dictionary.

I try to begin Lent each year with a retreat, and this year I spent Ash Wednesday on a retreat in Saint Patrick’s College, Maynooth, when part of my retreat reading included Samuel Johnson’s novel Rasselas. Then, earlier this month, I had a few days back in Lichfield, with all the ingredients and benefits of a retreat, including time for prayer, for silences, for walks in the countryside, and for visits to a cathedral and a church that have played important roles in the development of my faith and my spirituality.

Samuel Johnson often visited Ilam Hall in rural Staffordshire, on the edge of the Peak District, and went fishing at Dovedale, and these visits probably had the same value as retreats. A part of the grounds in Ilam is known as Paradise Walk, and it is said this valley inspired Johnson when he was writing Rasselas. This is the story of a fictional Abyssinian prince who lived in Happy Valley, and Johnson wrote the story hastily in 1759 to raise money for his mother who was seriously ill and to pay for her funeral.

The story is far removed from the storyline in the BBC television drama series, Happy Valley, which takes its title from the name from local police give to the Calder Valley area in West Yorkshire because of its drug problems.

Johnson was back in Ilam again in July 1774, and with his biographer James Boswell in 1779, when they walked there from Ashbourne and were guests of the Port family.

Boswell would recall in biography of Johnson: Ilam has grandeur tempered with softness: the walker congratulates his own arrival at the place, and is grieved to think he must ever leave it.

I spent a delightful few days in Ilam over 40 years ago when I was in my late teens. I had hitch-hiked from Lichfield, where I was staying, to Ashbourne and from there, following in the footsteps of Samuel Johnson, it was another four or five-mile walk to Ilam, where I stayed at Ilam Hall, which has a stately tale to tell but was then (and still is) a youth hostel.

Ilam Park is a country park owned by the National Trust and stretching to 158 acres on both banks of the River Manifold in Dovedale.

The first Ilam Hall was built in 1546 by John Port and the Port family continued to own the estate for over 250 years.

Both William Congreve and Samuel Johnson stayed at Ilam Hall when it was owned by the Port family. Here Congreve wrote his first play, The Old Bachelor, first staged in 1693. In a later play, The Mourning Bride, he wrote the now-famous lines:

Heaven has no rage, like love to hatred turned,
Nor hell a fury, like a woman scorned.


Before I returned to Lichfield from Ilam all those years ago, I was introduced for the first time to the writings of Izaak Walton (1594-1683). Like Samuel Johnson, he too fished in Dovedale, and he is remembered in the name of the Izaak Walton hotel between Ilam and Dovedale.

Out of his experiences in Ilam and Dovedale, Izaak Walton first published the The Compleat Angler in 1653, and he continued to add to it for a quarter of a century. There was a second edition in 1655, a third in 1661, a fourth in 1668 and a fifth in 1676. In this last edition the original 13 chapters had grown to 21, and a second part was added by his friend Charles Cotton. In the following century, an annotated edition of Izaak Walton’s Compleat Angler was published in 1760 by Sir John Hawkins (1719-1789). Hawkins was among Johnson’s closest friends and was an executor of Johnson’s will. His biography of Johnson, published with his 1787 edition of Johnson’s works, was superseded only by Boswell’s.

But I became more interested in Walton’s Lives, a collection of short biographies published as Lives of John Donne, Henry Wotton, Rich’d Hooker, George Herbert, &c.

As a young man living in London, Walton befriended John Donne, who was then Vicar of of Saint Dunstan’s. Walton also married into interesting Church circles: his first wife, Rachel Floud, was a great-great-niece of Archbishop Thomas Cranmer, while his second wife, Anne Ken, was a half-sister of Thomas Ken, later bishop of Bath and Wells, and then a leading Nonjuror.

Walton had contributed an Elegy to the 1633 edition of Donne’s poems, and he completed and published his biography of Donne in 1640. His biography of Sir Henry Wotton was published in 1651, his life of Richard Hooker in 1662, that of George Herbert in 1670, and that of Bishop Richard Sanderson in 1678. At least three of these subjects – Donne, Wotton and Herbert – were anglers.

In 1674, Izaak Walton visited Rome with Thomas Ken, who was then teaching at Winchester and a canon of the cathedral.

In The Compleat Angler, Walton points out that fishing can teach us patience and discipline. Fishing takes practice, preparation, discipline; like discipleship, it has to be learned, and learning requires practice before there are any results. And sometimes, the best results can come from going against the current.

Writing about the value of a retreat, Johnson wrote in The Rambler (No 7) on 10 April 1750:

To facilitate this change of our affections it is necessary that we weaken the temptations of the world, by retiring at certain seasons from it; for its influence arising only from its presence is much lessened when it becomes the object of solitary meditation. A constant residence amidst noise and pleasure inevitably obliterates the impressions of piety, and a frequent abstraction of ourselves into a state where this life, like the next, operates only upon the reason, will reinstate religion in its just authority, even without those irradiations from above, the hope of which I have no intention to withdraw from the sincere and the diligent.

Continued tomorrow.

Yesterday’s reflection.