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At Swim, Two Boys: A Novel [Paperback]

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  • Category: Books (Fiction)
  • Author:  O'Neill, Jamie
  • Author:  O'Neill, Jamie
  • ISBN-10:  0743222954
  • ISBN-10:  0743222954
  • ISBN-13:  9780743222952
  • ISBN-13:  9780743222952
  • Publisher:  Scribner
  • Publisher:  Scribner
  • Pages:  576
  • Pages:  576
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Pub Date:  01-Jan-2003
  • Pub Date:  01-Jan-2003
  • SKU:  0743222954-11-MING
  • SKU:  0743222954-11-MING
  • Item ID: 100048405
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Praised as “a work of wild, vaulting ambition and achievement” byEntertainment Weekly, Jamie O’Neill’s first novel invites comparison to such literary greats as James Joyce, Samuel Beckett and Charles Dickens.

Set during the year preceding the Easter Uprising of 1916—Ireland’s brave but fractured revolt against British rule—At Swim, Two Boysis a tender, tragic love story and a brilliant depiction of people caught in the tide of history. Powerful and artful, and ten years in the writing, it is a masterwork from Jamie O’Neill.

Jim Mack is a naïve young scholar and the son of a foolish, aspiring shopkeeper. Doyler Doyle is the rough-diamond son—revolutionary and blasphemous—of Mr. Mack’s old army pal. Out at the Forty Foot, that great jut of rock where gentlemen bathe in the nude, the two boys make a pact: Doyler will teach Jim to swim, and in a year, on Easter of 1916, they will swim to the distant beacon of Muglins Rock and claim that island for themselves. All the while Mr. Mack, who has grand plans for a corner shop empire, remains unaware of the depth of the boys’ burgeoning friendship and of the changing landscape of a nation.Chapter One

At the corner of Adelaide Road, where the paving sparkled in the morning sun, Mr. Mack waited by the newspaper stand. A grand day it was, rare and fine. Puff-clouds sailed through a sky of blue. Fair-weather cumulus to give the correct designation: on account they cumulate, so Mr. Mack believed. High above the houses a seagull glinted, gliding on a breeze that carried from the sea. Wait now, was it cumulate or accumulate he meant? The breeze sniffed of salt and tide. Make a donkey of yourself, inwardly he cautioned, using words you don't know their meaning. And where's this paper chappie after getting to?

In delicate clutch anIrish Timeshe held. A thruppenny piece, waiting to pay, rolled in his fingl3œ

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