'"It is the old battle", she wrote to Yeats, "between those who use a toothbrush and those who
don't"'
(A brief allusion to the title for anyone who was as intrigued by it as I was).
Some would say that I'm very fortunate to have grown up in the quaint, south-Galway (NOT north-Clare, check the map) town of Gort. I would only partially agree; it suffers immensely from small-town syndrome and the Catholic Church plays a far more prominent role in the lives of the locals than you would find elsewhere, but to make up for that we have Coole Park. I spent a lot of my childhood wafting around the lofty forests, trying to catch the attention of the deer in the enclosure and racing around the Autograph Tree. It would be almost impossible for a child of Gort to grow up without the names of Lady Gregory, William Butler Yeats and George Bernard Shaw on their lips - we seemed to visit the park nearly every year for our school tour. I've known about Yeats' poetry, about the famous visitors such as J.M. Synge and Oscar Wilde, about the Abbey Theatre, for most of my life, but I always jump at the opportunity to learn more about this fantastic oasis of my childhood and its most prominent figure.
Tóibín, in this biographical essay, presents Lady Gregory to us just how she was. She dressed almost exclusively in austere black clothing even in the summer months, but always maintained a light behind her eyes like no other. She was no braggart, but she knew her worth. She jumped at the opportunity to help budding young writers, playwrights and poets reach their full potential, and welcomed the likes of Yeats and O'Casey with open arms into her home at Coole. As a woman, she was no feminist at all - she simply saw herself as no different to any man, and at no point did she even consider the possibility of gender limiting her potential.
The darker side to Lady Gregory is presented by Tóibín as well. It's one which was very much present, but rarely explored. She had an affair just a few years into her only marriage. She let her political ambiguity sometimes get in the way of life at the Abbey Theatre. She tried to oust her own son, Robert, from his position as man of the house in Coole after the death of his father and put Yeats in his stead, at the head of the table and in the master bedroom. Tóibín presents to us these criticisms, but also outlines the fact that she was only human, the same as the rest of us, and therefore we should find no great shock at any of her less pleasant attributes.
One of the most interesting things that I learned from this book was that the level of censorship within the arts in Ireland was almost, if not just as, severe, as that experienced by the likes of Voltaire in the strict court of Louis XIV of France, or earlier still, of the satirical poet Ovid in ancient Rome. Lady Gregory and her accomplice Yeats often fought hard for the plays of J.M. Synge and George Bernard Shaw, to name but a few, to have the right to be aired at the Abbey Theatre. I was aware of the issues caused by the displaying of the likes of 'The Playboy of the Western World' and 'The Plough and the Stars', but I had no idea about the extent of the riots they caused, or how hard Lady Gregory fought to defend them and the theatre, until I read this book.
I loved the inclusion of Yeats' poetry, and the account of how the two worked together to produce four works commemorating Gregory's son Robert after his plane was accidentally struck down in Italy was very touching. Tóibín's analysis of the poem 'In Memory of Major Robert Gregory' was wonderful, it really explained the fascinating way in which they put many elements of the late airman's life together to constitute this poem.
In terms of cons, there are a few. I found the writing style not to be overly exhilarating, at times rather dull, and that it sometimes focused far too much on others in Lady Gregory's life and their own stories, rather than on the lady herself. I also found the beginning far too basic and elementary, going into a lot of detail on that which I already know, but perhaps that is merely due to the fact that I have grown up knowing the histories of the people within this essay almost as well as my own.
Overall, I found this account to be wonderfully comprehensive and chilling at times, further amplified by the fact that I chose to read the first half next to the lake in Coole Park itself. I wonder if Tóibín would have been among Lady Gregory's esteemed guests, and I like to think that he would have been. A wonderfully insightful account for anybody who already knows a good bit about Lady Gregory, and also a great starting point for anyone who doesn't. A quick read - it took me less than a day - and so definitely worth it.