- Hardcover: 87 pages
- Publisher: Grove Pr (July 1974)
- Language English
- ISBN-10: 0394491491
- ISBN-13: 978-0394491493
- Product Dimensions: 20.3 x 14 x 1.5 cm
- Average Customer Review: 4.5 out of 5 stars See all reviews (2 customer reviews)
- Amazon Bestsellers Rank: 3,764,913 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)
| ||||||||||||||||||
Did you know you can trade in your old books for an Amazon.co.uk Gift Card to spend on the things you want? Plus, get an extra £5 Gift Certificate when you trade in books worth £10 or more before June 30, 2012. Visit the Books Trade-In Store for more details. |
Product details |
More About the Author
Product Description
Product Description
'First Love', a man's musings about his youth occasioned by his visit to his father's grave, was first written by Samuel Beckett in French in 1945, but it wasn't until 1973 that he completed this the English translation.
--This text refers to an out of print or unavailable edition of this title.
Inside This Book
(Learn More)
Browse and search another edition of this book.
Browse and search another edition of this book.
First Sentence
I associate, rightly or wrongly, my marriage with the death of my father, in time. Read the first page
Front Cover | Copyright | Table of Contents | Excerpt | Back Cover
I associate, rightly or wrongly, my marriage with the death of my father, in time. Read the first page
Explore More
Concordance
Browse Sample PagesConcordance
Front Cover | Copyright | Table of Contents | Excerpt | Back Cover
Tag this product(What's this?)Think of a tag as a keyword or label you consider is strongly related to this product.
Tags will help all customers organise and find favourite items. |
Sell a Digital Version of This Book in the Kindle Store
If you are a publisher or author and hold the digital rights to a book, you can sell a digital version of it in our Kindle Store.
Learn more
Customer Reviews
Most Helpful Customer Reviews
Format:Paperback
I enjoyed this book so much that I am currently writing a paper on it. I'm exploring some Beckett's amazing treatment of the conciousness and the movement that is inherent in each of the pieces. I'm also touching on the pieces as they relate to phenomenology and the study of experience expressed in conciousness. Unfortunantly, I need to know how this collection was compiled, when, and under whose authorization. This is very important to my thesis. If any one knows where I could find that information I would appreciate a response.
Format:Paperback
There are few short stories that leave one feeling satisfied. Fortunately, this is not one of them.
It has been ages since I read it, but I cannot help but recall the feeling it evoked.
All in all, love fails us. All in all, we fail to tell well of the process by which it fails us. Beckett fails better than us all. God bless you, Sam, for always pointing us toward the unutterable. The other stories I do not remember. But "First Love" alone is worth all these fellows ask of you.
Most Helpful Customer Reviews on Amazon.com (beta)
Amazon.com:
4 reviews
4 of 6 people found the following review helpful
Wunnerful
23 April 1998
Format:Paperback
There are few short stories that leave one feeling satisfied. Fortunately, this is not one of them.
It has been ages since I read it, but I cannot help but recall the feeling it evoked.
All in all, love fails us. All in all, we fail to tell well of the process by which it fails us. Beckett fails better than us all. God bless you, Sam, for always pointing us toward the unutterable. The other stories I do not remember. But "First Love" alone is worth all these fellows ask of you.
There is nothing short about Beckett's shorts
1 Aug 2009
Format:Paperback
In this collection: his shorts: First Love, From an Abandoned Work, Enough, Imagination Dead Imagine, Ping, Not I, Breath.
First Love and Ping are authoritative and powerful. Beckett's humor can toss the livers of the readers down the dune. Let's sample this passage taken from p. 33 of First Love:
"One day she had the impudence to announce she was with child, and four or five months gone into the bargain, by me of all people! She offered me a side view of her belly. She even undressed, no doubt to prove she wasn't hiding a cushion under her skirt, and then of course for the pure pleasure of undressing. Perhaps it's mere wind, I said, by the way of consolation."
The scenes of parsnips, his moving in, the bench, and priapic disturbance are riveting, impure, and just wicked. Beckett has such a command of language. The reader can also perceive this command in his experimental/musical linguistic cleavage in Ping. Ping takes language on a level beyond abstraction. Language that makes sense, that shares its foundation with clarity. The sole work of sound and music!
Others have found Beckett absurd, obtuse, difficult, obscure, but I find his work so powerful, so focus, so clear, so precise. It makes me wonder where readers go especially when I think they simply got lost in the ravine of Beckett's clarity.
First Love and Ping are authoritative and powerful. Beckett's humor can toss the livers of the readers down the dune. Let's sample this passage taken from p. 33 of First Love:
"One day she had the impudence to announce she was with child, and four or five months gone into the bargain, by me of all people! She offered me a side view of her belly. She even undressed, no doubt to prove she wasn't hiding a cushion under her skirt, and then of course for the pure pleasure of undressing. Perhaps it's mere wind, I said, by the way of consolation."
The scenes of parsnips, his moving in, the bench, and priapic disturbance are riveting, impure, and just wicked. Beckett has such a command of language. The reader can also perceive this command in his experimental/musical linguistic cleavage in Ping. Ping takes language on a level beyond abstraction. Language that makes sense, that shares its foundation with clarity. The sole work of sound and music!
Others have found Beckett absurd, obtuse, difficult, obscure, but I find his work so powerful, so focus, so clear, so precise. It makes me wonder where readers go especially when I think they simply got lost in the ravine of Beckett's clarity.
Sangers in the cemetery
9 Dec 2008
Format:Paperback
When take the air he must the first-person felly in this exceptionally well-wrought short story takes a turn in the graveyard where his father lies inhumed. Lunches there too sometimes so he does, on sandwiches and a banana. Have a banana. That's a motif that is. A recurring motif, I'm afraid. Krapp's dumbshow creeps to mind but never mind about Krapp, he sidled into the spotlight at a much later date. In the 69th year of his age he is to boot, a wearish old man. Says so in the stage directions. White face. Purple nose. Disordered grey hair. Unshaven. No indeed and his bananas notwithstanding, never mind about Krapp. The felly that this felly in First Love really reminds me of is that other first-person felly in the equally exceptionally well-wrought From an Abandoned Work. Hardly likely that they're one and the same stravaging moribund but still certain sardonic postures and turns of phrase make me wonder. The felly in First Love cracks up over some of the inscriptions he wanders past, clutching the headstones and whatnot for support such is the drollery of one or two. The felly in From an Abandoned Work recalls with a kind of exuberant and hilarious wretchedness the time when his mother took up singing and playing the piano. That was awful, qouth in part the harried and hapless chap. The link is as I say not to be completely credited but for some strangely compelling reason I like to believe the duo do have one plot in common. In any case if Sam Beckett in either of these two sublime narratives doesn't grab hold of your actual being and tug on your overcoat about something well then all I can do frankly is paraecho Red Barber in his soundbooth on that fateful day in 1951 and say: Thomson swings. Pause. And we'll see you next year. It's either that or repeat ad nauseam, have a banana. You know what though, Krapp does to be sure listen to a much younger version of himself on those blasted tapes of his--maybe I should in fact factor in this dude into my thinking here. That's Beckett for you, full to bursting with the exhilarating confusion of innumerable prospects.
Were these reviews helpful?
Let us know
Customer Discussions
|
This product's forum
Active discussions in related forums
Search Customer Discussions
|
Related forums
|
Listmania!
Look for similar items by subject
Feedback
- Would you like to update product info or give feedback on images?
- I am the Author, and I want to comment on my book.
- I am the Publisher, and I want to comment on this book.
