I'm glad I read the book, but not certain I could read the sequel without some seriously uplifting music playing in the background. It has to come out of the full sharing of everything: joys, aspirations, downfalls, all of it. Still, the style is rather simplistic (Irish Catholics: good! Irish Protestants and the British: bad!) and the book drags on from one injustice to another, leading up to what can only be a bad ending for our hero - and it's almost a relief when it's over. Leon Marcus Uris (AugJune 21, 2003) was an American novelist, known for his historical fiction and the deep research that went into his novels. I'm glad I read it, if only to get a glimpse into the effects of the British Industrial revolution on their Irish subjects, and the ongoing political oppression that leads to the beginning of the Irish Republican Brotherhood. This type of approach may not bother many readers, but I found it disconcerting, like the author couldn't make up his mind how best to present it all. It is a sweeping narrative, very popular in style, with enough characters to flesh out. Then, he's out of the story line and we're back to the tale recounted in third person. Uris draws all of these threads of the story together and weaves them into a relentlessly powerful saga. Uris goes from telling his tale from first to third person, then back again as it seems to suit - whenever the protagonist's best buddy is around to pick up the narrative, we hear it all through him for a certain number of pages. Some of the characters are drawn better than others, and there are large portions of the story that were very entertaining.

This book offers up an interesting time in history in a country not given much thought aside from silly-jolly St.

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