A CRITICAL BIOGRAPHY OF EDWIN JAMES BRADY - Mallacoota ...
A CRITICAL BIOGRAPHY OF EDWIN JAMES BRADY - Mallacoota ...
A CRITICAL BIOGRAPHY OF EDWIN JAMES BRADY - Mallacoota ...
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Brady could have forgiven Lawson more if he had been more cheerful and optimistic.<br />
173<br />
Yet it is Lawson’s universal appeal in his native land that overcomes for Brady any<br />
deficiency. To have Lawson’s lines quoted round camp-fires from Albury to Bourke<br />
and beyond is justification for his acclaim. To the bushmen they “portray for him<br />
familiar experiences, voice his own impressions, appeal to his sympathies and express<br />
emotions born of local sumpathies.” 3 It is part of Brady’s aesthetic creed that<br />
creativity should be universally shared, should help enrich the lives of the common<br />
man rather than attain a quality which meets the approval of the critics but remains<br />
aloof from more general acceptance.<br />
It is difficult to sustain the proposition that Brady “influenced” Lawson or that<br />
Lawson “influenced” Brady, but there is not doubt that Lawson found solace and<br />
comradeship in Brady and his other mates. They shared common, utopian ideals,<br />
father in socialism and interests in literature and its functions in a democratic society,<br />
thus having greater community of interest than most men. The fact that Brady helped<br />
Lawson to recuperate after his gaol term, that he interceded between Archibald and<br />
Lawson, resulting in Lawson’s holiday trip to the country with an advance from The<br />
Bulletin office, that he, Quinn, Daley and Lawson often read each other’s work before<br />
submission – all these things made Ted Brady a fairly important figure in Lawson’s<br />
life, acting as a catalyst in a sense. As Elliott wrote, such writers can wield an<br />
influence though they be outweighed in the ultimate result.<br />
The attachment which Brady felt towards Lawson was strong, but even stronger was<br />
his relationship with Roderic Quinn. This strong feeling was understandable, for the<br />
two had sat together in the Harrington Street School, ultimately sharing much more<br />
than a common beginning, for Brennan too, had started off in the same class but the<br />
relationship never developed. But Brady and Quinn were alike in personality to some<br />
extent. When Brady classified himself as a dreamer, a lover of Nature (“With<br />
Nature’s glory all round me I laid my face upon the world’s face and caressed it<br />
softly”), he spoke at the same time of another who shared his dreams:<br />
A tall youth, with tawny yellow hair, who hated mathematics as heartily as<br />
myself. But he read Tennyson’s poems with infinite appreciation, mouthing<br />
their melting vowels like sugar plums. He was not averse to cricket and<br />
football, but he gloried deep in “Christabel” and “St. Agnes Eve”. From the<br />
mountains of Galway his Celtic forebears had looked out for ages upon the<br />
Western Ocean, where lay St. Brandan’s Fabled Isle, and music was in his<br />
blood. From the hills of Clare had my own folk looked out through centuries<br />
upon the same seas, and we were akin. Through twenty years of life and<br />
literature, of struggle and such ashes of success as fall to those who choose<br />
the primal paths of Letters in new lands, his friendship has been closely mine.<br />
It has been full of the mental sympathy and hind association that sweeten by<br />
lucky chance the Day Dreamer’s earthy abiding. This Dreamer’s name is<br />
Roderic Quinn, and when the end of the passage is nearing, and the shadows<br />
are falling, I ask for nothing better than that he may sit beside me and read<br />
again his “Camp Within the West” as he read it, fresh from the golden mint of<br />
fancy, one blue day on Curl Curl Beach. 1<br />
3 King’s Caravan, p.72.<br />
1 “Day Dreamers”, Cerise and Blue (Sydney, 1907), p.15.