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Beyond The Words
A Science Fiction / Fantasy Column
By P. L. Blair

Dunsany: the 'Writer Lord's' Legacy

“In a wood older than record, a foster brother of the hills, stood the village of Allathurion; and there was peace between the people of that village and all the folk who walked in the dark ways of the wood, whether they were human or of the tribes of the beasts or of the race of the fairies and the elves and the little sacred spirits of trees and streams.”

So writes Edward, Lord Dunsany , in his short story, “The Fortress Unvanquishable, Save for Sacnoth.”
Before J.R.R. Tolkien and The Lord of the Rings … before H.P. Lovecraft with his tales of elder gods … there was Edward John Moreton Drax Plunkett, poet, author, Irish national chess champion, champion shooter, hunter …

And 18th Lord of Dunsany, heir to – among other possessions – Dunsany Castle, a modernized Norman castle in County Meath, Ireland, that traces its beginnings to around 1180 – considered at least one of Ireland's oldest continuously occupied homes.
Born July 24, 1878, in London to a family whose Irish roots may well predate the Norman invasion, Edward - “Eddie” to his family – was the son of John William Plunkett, a scholar and mechanical engineer credited with installing the first Irish telephone system and developing his own x-ray machine.

Eddie's mother, Ernle Grosvenor, was a descendant of James Drax of Barbados and related to Sir Richard Francis Burton, the British scholar-explorer credited as the first European to find Lake Tanganyika.
Edward's childhood was reportedly spent on family property in Shoreham, Kent and Dunstall Priority as well as Dunsany Castle, and he attended Cheam and Eton before entering Sandhurst in 1896. He married Beatrice Child-Villiers, daughter of the Earl of Jersey, in 1904, and their only child, Randal – later 19th Lord Dunsany – was born in 1906.

By then, Dunsany had already embarked on his career as writer. His poem “Rhymes from a Suburb,” was published in the Pall Mall Magazine in September 1897. It's his earliest-known published work.

The Gods of Pegana, a book of short stories, came in 1905, and in 1909, the first of Dunsany's plays, The Glittering Gate – written at the suggestion /request of William Butler Yeats – opened to critical and public acclaim at London's Abbey Theatre.

The King of Elfland's Daughter, considered a pioneering work in modern fantasy, came in 1924.

During the intervening years, World War I interrupted Edward, Lord Dunsany's career. Although in his mid-thirties when the war started, he enlisted for active service that included time in the trenches. After the Great War, he resumed writing and lecturing, resuming his interest in poetry as well as fantasy.

World War II imposed another interruption, during which Dunsany served in the Home Guard and Local Defense Force. Returning to civilian life again, he added radio broadcasts and television appearances to his lectures – which included tours in the United States – and writing.

In October 1957, the then-79-year-old Lord Dunsany suffered an attack of appendicitis. Surgery was performed, but he never regained consciousness. He died on Oct 25 in Dublin.

“Genre” didn't exist as a term when Dunsany began writing. His works included – besides fantasy, drama and poetry – general fiction, science fiction and autobiography.

But it's his fantasy that has put him on a par with the likes of Poe, Morris and H. Rider Haggard. And his works are considered to have influenced – among others – Tolkien, Lovecraft and C.S. Lewis.

If it's the job of the fantasy novelist – and it is – to fill the reader with a sense of wonder, Lord Dunsany was a master. The Elfland he created for his 1924 novel is a world “beyond the fields we know” where time runs slower and existence is cause for wonder.

The witch Ziroonderel at one point chides the men of Erl (in our human world) for complaining that their dealings with Elfland have resulted in “overmuch magic”:

"Overmuch magic! As though magic were not the spice and essence of life, its ornament and splendour."

Before Middle Earth, there was Elfland – and an Irish lord who opened the gates to fantasy before we had a name for it.


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