Iris Murdoch - Works By Iris Murdoch

Works By Iris Murdoch

Fiction

  • Under the Net (1954)
  • The Flight from the Enchanter (1956)
  • The Sandcastle (1957)
  • The Bell (1958)
  • A Severed Head (1961)
  • An Unofficial Rose (1962)
  • The Unicorn (1963)
  • The Italian Girl (1964)
  • The Red and the Green (1965)
  • The Time of the Angels (1966)
  • The Nice and the Good (1968)
  • Bruno's Dream (1969)
  • A Fairly Honourable Defeat (1970)
  • An Accidental Man (1971)
  • The Black Prince (1973), winner of the James Tait Black Memorial Prize
  • The Sacred and Profane Love Machine (1974), winner of the Whitbread Literary Award for Fiction
  • A Word Child (1975)
  • Henry and Cato (1976)
  • The Sea, the Sea (1978), winner of the Booker Prize
  • Nuns and Soldiers (1980)
  • The Philosopher's Pupil (1983)
  • The Good Apprentice (1985)
  • The Book and the Brotherhood (1987)
  • The Message to the Planet (1989)
  • The Green Knight (1993)
  • Jackson's Dilemma (1995)
  • Something Special (Short story reprint, 1999; originally published 1957)

Philosophy

  • Sartre: Romantic Rationalist (1953)
  • The Sovereignty of Good (1970)
  • The Fire and the Sun (1977)
  • Metaphysics as a Guide to Morals (1992)
  • Existentialists and Mystics: Writings on Philosophy and Literature (1997)

Plays

  • A Severed Head (with J.B. Priestley, 1964)
  • The Italian Girl (with James Saunders, 1969)
  • The Three Arrows & The Servants and the Snow (1973)
  • The Servants (1980)
  • Acastos: Two Platonic Dialogues (1986)
  • The Black Prince (1987)

Poetry collections

  • A Year of Birds (1978; revised edition, 1984)
  • Poems by Iris Murdoch (1997)

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