Augustine Birrell
In 1907, Augustine Birrell took up the post of Chief Secretary for Ireland, a role he would hold for nearly a decade and one that came to define the closing years of his political career.
Born on 19 January 1850 in Wavertree, Birrell was educated at Amersham Hall and later at Trinity Hall. A barrister by training, he worked across several fields, establishing himself as a lawyer, a writer, and a literary critic. He wrote in English and became particularly noted for his humorous essays. Alongside his literary work, he entered political life as a British Liberal Party politician, serving in various capacities including as a minister.
His tenure as Chief Secretary for Ireland, running from 1907 to 1916, placed him at the centre of a turbulent period in Anglo-Irish relations. When the Easter Rising broke out, Birrell faced serious criticism for failing to take action against Irish rebels in advance of the uprising. That criticism proved decisive, and he resigned from the post in 1916 in the aftermath of the rebellion.
Birrell died on 20 November 1933 in London. Over the course of his life he had worked as a barrister, a British Liberal Party politician, a minister, a literary critic, and an author noted for humorous essays — a range of occupations that placed him in both the political and literary life of the United Kingdom.
Quotes by Augustine Birrell

Poetry should be vital – either stirring our blood by its divine movements or snatching our breath by its divine perfection. To do both is supreme glory, to do either is enduring fame.

There are no habits of man more alien to the doctrine of the Communist than those of the collector.

A poet’s soul must contain the perfect shape of all things good, wise and just. His body must be spotless and without blemish, his life pure, his thoughts high, his studies intense.

Reading is not a duty, and has consequently no business to be made disagreeable.

An ordinary man can...surround himself with two thousand books...and thenceforward have at least one place in the world in which it is possible to be happy.

I am far too much in doubt about the present, far too perturbed .about the future, to be otherwise than profoundly reverential about the past.

Any ordinary man can...surround himself with two thousand books...and thenceforward have at least one place in the world in which it is possible to be happy.


