{"id":746,"date":"2012-02-26T11:15:06","date_gmt":"2012-02-26T16:15:06","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ianchadwick.com\/blog\/?p=746"},"modified":"2012-02-28T08:54:22","modified_gmt":"2012-02-28T13:54:22","slug":"on-translating-chaucer-and-the-joys-of-middle-english","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ianchadwick.com\/blog\/on-translating-chaucer-and-the-joys-of-middle-english\/","title":{"rendered":"On translating Chaucer and the joys of Middle English"},"content":{"rendered":"
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\"Geoffrey<\/a>In my last two visits to the nearby Chapters, I picked up from the bargain books section two recent, hardcover, versions of Chaucer’s Canterbury Tales. One is a new verse translation by Burton Raffel<\/a> published in 2008, the other a prose translation by Peter Ackroyd<\/a>, from 2009.<\/p>\n

These join the dozen or so other versions of Chaucer’s works I already have on my bookshelves: the Riverside Chaucer (third edition), several venerable Penguin editions (both original and translations), the New Cambridge edition, the Portable Chaucer, Hopper’s interlinear translation, and a few others. What always surprises me is how widely these translations range in wording, rhythm and style.<\/p>\n

Chaucer, of course, wrote in Middle English, a form of English that’s not quite like our speech today, but close enough that anyone can stumble through most of it without needing a glossary. I have only skimmed some works on learning Middle English, not studied it beyond casual reading. For me, trying to read and understand Chaucer in his original tongue is part of the pleasure of it. I feel a great sense of accomplishment when I figure out a verse that looked cryptic at first but clarity has broken upon me, or when the words coalesce into a tale.<\/p>\n

There are four things to keep in mind when reading Chaucer. First is to try to read it aloud. The sound and rhythm of the spoken word often helps makes the meaning evident. Chaucer wrote to be heard, not just read. You can hear some Chaucerian poetry online to get a sense of how it sounded – a lot more Germanic than it does today. But just reading him aloud helps you appreciate his work.<\/p>\n

Second is the pronunciation. Many words and letters were pronounced somewhat differently in Chaucer’s day, much more like Romance languages: most letters are pronounced and few are silent. For example, what we would see as a silent ‘e’ at the end of a Chaucerian word, such as ‘grete’ and likely pronounce as “greet” today would have been sounded as ‘eh’ in Chaucer’s day” ‘grey-teh’. You can get basic pronunciation guides online, too. It’s not difficult.<\/p>\n

Third is the spelling. Chaucer didn’t use spell-check (neither, it seems, do most Facebook posters, but I digress). He was not always consistent in his spelling. Many common words in his day were also spelled differently than today. These words can look odd, but when you say them aloud, you realize they’re familiar words with different spellings. For example, these lines from the Knight’s Tale (Knightes Tale, lines 2160-64): <\/p>\n

“His coat-armure was of clooth of Tars,
\nCouched with perles whyte and rounde and grete.
\nHis sadel was of brend gold newe y-bete,
\nA mantelet upon his shuldre hanginge
\nBret-ful of rubies rede, as fyr sparklinge.”<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

You should understand most of that pretty easily. Shuldre today is shoulder, sadle is saddle, perles are pearls, clooth is cloth, and so on. But what is y-bete, or brend, or armure? That’s where translations or glossaries help.
\nIn prose translation<\/a>, this can be rendered:<\/p>\n

His tunic, blazoned with his arms, was of cloth of Tartary, laid with pearls, white, round, and great. His saddle was of burnished gold, freshly forged. A short mantle hung upon his shoulders, stiff with red rubies sparkling as fire.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

And here it is in poetry (from an online interlinear site<\/a>):<\/p>\n

His tunic with his coat of arms was of cloth of Tarsia (in Turkestan)
\nAdorned with pearls white and round and big;
\nHis saddle was newly adorned with pure gold;
\nA short cloak hanging upon his shoulder,
\nBrimful of rubies red as sparkling fire;<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Raffel, I see, translates Tars as “Persian”:<\/p>\n

…His coat was Persian silk,
\nEmbroidered with pearls, great, and white as milk.
\nHis saddle was hammered out of bright new gold,
\nAnd the mantle hanging high across his shoulders
\nWas heavy with fire-red rubies, sparkling in sunlight.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Fourth reminder is that words come and go in English, and can even change meaning from one period to the next. In Chaucer’s day, for example, the word silly meant “happy, blissful, blessed or fortunate.” By the early-16th century, it meant “deserving pity or sympathy.” It took on its current meaning of “empty-headed” or “lacking good sense” by the early 17th century. (See Steinmetz: Semantic Antics<\/a>). When you read Chaucer, you will find words no longer in use, as well as words that have shifted meaning since his day. That’s one reason having a modern translation is handy. When you come to an incomprehensible line, you can see how it gets translated into today’s speech.<\/p>\n

The structure of Middle English – the grammar – is similar enough to modern English that it’s not hard to figure out. Adjectives tend to follow nouns rather than precede them (“perles whyte” rather than “white pearls”). But if you have no problem with the syntax of Shakespeare or the King James Bible, Chaucer won’t pose significant problems,<\/p>\n

Ah, but you also need to know where you’re reading in order to find the translated lines. In Hopper’s edition, those lines above are numbered 1303-06. In Raffel’s new translation, we find them at 1290-94. But the Riverside, New Cambridge and Penguin (original spelling) versions all use the numbering noted above. <\/p>\n

It can be tricky finding the reference. Many translations are unnumbered, making it difficult to locate a particular line. Ackroyd’s prose version has no references, either (the lines above appear about a third of the way down on page 57):<\/p>\n

His coat of arms was woven of rare silk and embroidered with white pearls; his saddle was of newly beaten gold, and the mantle around his shoulders was studded with glowing rubies.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Morrison’s translation in the Portable Chaucer (revised edn), is:<\/p>\n

Over his gear a Tartar coat; each fold
\nWith large pearls was embroidered, round and white.
\nHis saddle was of forged gold, beaten bright.
\nA little mantel from his shoulders spread
\nBrimful of fiery rubies, glittering red.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Coghill’s translation in the Penguin Classics edition reads,<\/p>\n

His surcoat was in cloth of Tartary,
\nStudded with great white pearls; beneath its fold
\nA saddle of new-beaten, burnished gold.
\nHe had a mantle hanging from his shoulders,
\nWhich, crammed with rubies,dazzled all beholders.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Here a re a few other translations of those four lines from the Web. First this one<\/a>:<\/p>\n

His coat-of-arms was cloth of the Tartars,
\nBegemmed with pearls, all white and round and great.
\nOf beaten gold his saddle, burnished late;
\nA mantle from his shoulders hung, the thing
\nClose-set with rubies red, like fire blazing.\n<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Which I find a bit stilted (begemmed, rubies red, etc.). Then this one<\/a>:<\/p>\n

His coat of arms of cloth from Turkestan,
\nAdorned with large round pearls of polished white;
\nHis pure gold saddle was a wondrous sight;
\nA short cloak on his shoulders all admire,
\nBrimful of rubies red as sparkling fire;<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

And this prose version<\/a>:<\/p>\n

His tunic, blazoned with his arms, was of cloth of Tartary, laid with pearls, white, round, and great. His saddle was of burnished gold, freshly forged. A short mantle hung upon his shoulders, stiff with red rubies sparkling as fire. <\/p><\/blockquote>\n

And this poetic version<\/a>:<\/p>\n

His surcoat was of cloth from Tartary,
\nWith all the large white pearls that it could hold.
\nHis saddle, newly forged, was burnished gold.
\nA mantle from his shoulders hung, attire
\nBrimful of rubies sparkling red as fire.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

And finally this verse translation<\/a>:<\/p>\n

His surcoat was of cloth of Tartary,
\nAdorned with pearls, white, round and bold.
\nHis saddle of pure freshly-beaten gold,
\nA short mantle on his shoulder hanging,
\nDense with rubies red, like fire sparkling.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

You can see how different each version is, yet how similar. The original is not really very difficult to understand – at least to my eyes – but every translator finds in it a different sense or colour. Every version above sounds particularly different from the original when read aloud, both in wording and in poetic rhythm. <\/p>\n

Are any of them better? Is there a definitive modern translation? I have not the academic background to judge. I enjoy reading Chaucer in almost all forms, including my stumbling and fitful attempts to master the original. But these two latest versions of the Canterbury Tales are among the most enjoyable I have read in a while, and I would recommend them to anyone. You merely have to decide whether you want to read Chaucer as epic poetry (Raffel) or stories constructed like modern fiction (Ackroyd). I like both, and of course the bargain-book price didn’t hurt.<\/p>\n

All of this is to explain why, despite several translations on my bookshelves already, I continue to purchase – and delight in reading – new translations of Chaucer.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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