
Nobel
Prize Winners |
Literature |
Born
in Dublin in 1865,
William Butler Yeats was the first Irish winner of the Nobel
Prize for Literature in 1923. He died in 1939 in France
and was buried there until 1948 when his body was exhumed and
taken back to be buried in Drumcliff, County Sligo in Ireland.
William
Butler Yeats
Poetry Archive

When you are old and grey and full of
sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book
And slowly read and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep.
When
You Are Old (1893)
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay wattles made;
Nine bean rows will I have there, a hive for the honey bee,
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.
The
Lake Isle of Innisfree (1893)
The
winner of the Nobel
Prize for Literature in 1925 George
Bernard Shaw, was born in Dublin in 1856.
George
Bernard Shaw

When a stupid man is doing something
he is ashamed of, he always declares that it is his duty.
Caesar and Cleopatra (1901)
You'll never have a quiet world till
you knock the patriotism out of the human race.
O' Flaherty V.C. (1919)
The
winner of the Nobel
Prize for Literature in 1969 Samuel
Beckett, was born in Foxrock, a suburb of Dublin, in 1906.
Samuel
Beckett

All my lousy life I've crawled about
in the mud! And you talk to me about scenery!
Waiting for Godot (1955)
Where I am, I don't know, I'll never
know, in the silence you don't know, you must go on, I can't
go on, I'll go on.
The Unnamable (1959)

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Peace |
The
Irish statesman Sean
Macbride died in Dublin in 1988. He had been active in the
cause of Irish independence, was involved in international human
rights and chairman of Amnesty International. In 1974 he had
shared the Nobel
Prize for Peace with Sato Eisaku.

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Physics |
The
physicist E.T.S.
Walton was born as Ernest Thomas Sinton Walton in Dungarvan,
Waterford in 1903. In 1951 he shared the Nobel
Prize for Physics with the English scientist Sir John Cockcroft
for their study of alpha particles.

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Physiology or Medicine |
The
German-born biochemist
Ernst Boris Chain died in Castlebar, County Mayo
in 1979. He had emigrated to England and became a British citizen.
In 1945 he had shared the Nobel
Prize for Physiology or Medicine with the Scottish scientist
Sir Alexander Fleming and the Australian Sir Howard Florey for
their work on the discovery and production of penicillin.
Ernst Boris Chain

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Writers and Poets |
For
Samuel Beckett, George Bernard Shaw and William
Butler Yeats see Nobel
Prize Winners
The
poet Nahum
Tate
was born in Dublin in 1652. In 1692 he succeed Thomas Shadwell as
Poet
Laureate
and held the post until his death in 1715 when he was succeeded by
Nicholas Rowe.
Poets
laureate
The
author of Gulliver's Travels Jonathan
Swift, was born in Dublin in 1667. He died in the city in 1745
and is buried in St
Patrick's Cathedral.
Jonathan
Swift

Laws are like cobwebs, which may catch small
flies, but let wasps and hornets break through.
A Critical Essay upon the Faculites of the Mind (1709)
There is nothing in this world constant, but
inconstancy.
A Critical Essay upon the Faculites of the Mind (1709)
We have just enough religion to make us hate,
but not enough to make us love one another.
Thoughts on Various Subjects (1711)
Bram
Stoker, author of Dracula, was born as Abraham Stoker
in Dublin in 1847.
The
playwright and poet Oscar
Wilde was born in Dublin in 1854.
Oscar
Wilde
Poetry Archive

We are all in the gutter, but some of us are
looking at the stars.
Lady Windermere's Fan (1892)
The good ended happily, and the bad unhappily.
That is what fiction means.
The Importance of Being Earnest (1895)
James
Joyce was born in Dublin in 1882. He died in 1941 in Zürich,
Switzerland.
James
Joyce
James Joyce Centre

His soul swooned slowly as he heard the snow
falling faintly through the universe and faintly falling, like the
descent of their last end, upon all the living and the dead.
Dubliners (1914)
The
English-born Victorian poet and priest Gerard
Manley Hopkins, died in Dublin in 1889.
Gerard
Manley Hopkins

My heart in hiding
Stirred for a bird,
the achieve of, the mastery of the thing!
The Windhover (1877)
The
poet Cecil
Day-Lewis
(father of the actor Daniel Day-Lewis) was born in Ballintubbert,
County Laois in 1904. He succeed John Masefield as Poet
Laureate
in 1968 and was himself succeeded by Sir John Betjeman on his death
in 1972.
Cecil
Day-Lewis
Poets
laureate
The
writer and author of At Swim-Two-Birds Flann
O'Brien was born as Brian O Nuallain in Strabane, County Tyrone
in 1911. He died in 1966 in Dublin.

Description of my uncle: Red-faced,
bead-eyed, ball-bellied. Fleshy about the shoulders with long swinging
arms giving ape-like effect to gait. Large moustache. Holder of Guinness
clerkship the third class.
At Swim-Two-Birds - Page 10 (1939)
Description of my uncle: Rat-brained,
cunning, concerned-that-he-should-be-well-thought-of. Abounding in
pretence, deceit. Holder of Guinness clerkship the third class.
Page 31
Description of my uncle: Bluff, abounding
in external good nature; concerned-that-he-should-be-well-thought-of;
holder of Guinness clerkship the third class.
Page 92
Description of my uncle: Simple, well-intentioned;
pathetic in humility; responsible member of large commercial concern.
Page 215
Richard
Llewellyn died in Dublin in 1983. A novelist and playwright
who had also worked in film and journalism and travelled widely, Llewellyn
was best known for his first novel, How Green Was My Valley
which recounted life in a Welsh mining community.

Yet
Conscience is a nobleman, the best in us, and a friend.
How Green Was My Valley (1939)
There
must be some way to live your life in a decent manner, thinking and
acting decently, and yet manage to make a good living.
My father was a great one for honest dealing, but he never had his
reward down here, and neither did my mother.
How Green Was My Valley (1939)
... there is a soreness inside me now to remember Ceinwen as she cried
up there on the mountain and the nightingales sang about us, and the
firelight was bright upon her, for the fire is out, the nightingales
are quiet, and she has gone.
How Green Was My Valley (1939)

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