To Be Or Not To Be – as told by Google Translate

I’ve seen this sort of thing around in a lot of contexts, so I’m not too sure who to give credit to…Anyway, what I’ve done is pop Hamlet’s famous soliloquy (well, half of it) through a series of translations a la Google (English – Portuguese – Dutch – Punjabi – Turkish – Maltese – English, if you were wondering), and I thought I’d share the outcome with you all. Enjoy!

To be, or to unless he has: this issue:

Mind and have a good pain

Slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,

Taken up arms against a sea of problems,

And the end of the conflict? To die: to sleep;

No more; the door a row sleeping to that end say

Pain us and a thousand natural shocks

The body of a child of the owner, ’tis the last

Pellegrini wish’d. To die, to sleep;

To sleep: maybe dream: months, we have God

Death to sleep what dreams may come

We off this mortal coil ADALIA,

Should give us pause respecting

This is a very long-term destruction

Time of birth and the joy was despised.

A butchery, or art? You decide.

If you want to read the original, check out Act 3 Scene 1. Also, I have no idea what ‘ADALIA’ is.

Thanks for reading, and have a lovely day!



Clockwork Angel and Poetry: Part 4

We’re getting through it! Here’s part 4 of my compilation of poetry quoted in Clockwork Angel.

Laus Veneris by Algernon Charles Swinburne – This is another long poem, but if you’re into romantic, beautifully-written verse, you should probably have a read.

I dare not always touch her, lest the kiss

Leave my lips charred. Yea, Lord, a little bliss,

Brief bitter bliss, one hath for a great sin;

Nathless thou knowest how sweet a thing it is.

Maxims by Francois La Rochefoucauld – Apart from being the proprietor of a fantastic name, Francois is also the writer of a book of philosophical maxims. I really like this one!

Absence diminishes small loves and increases great ones, as the wind blows out the candle and fans the bonfire.

The River’s Tale by Rudyard Kipling – I’m confused as to how I’ve managed to write over 100 posts about literature and NOT mention this man yet. Doesn’t this little excerpt make you want to read more?

Twenty bridges from Tower to Kew

Wanted to know what the River knew,

For they were young and the Thames was old,

And this is the tale that the River told

The Ballad of Reading Gaol by Oscar Wilde – Wilde was imprisoned in Reading Gaol for ‘homosexual offenses’. It’s thought that this poem was written during his exile.

Like two doomed ships that pass in storm
We had crossed each other’s way:
But we made no sign, we said no word,
We had no word to say

Hamlet by William Shakespeare – Believe it or not, there is more to this play than an over-quoted line spoken at a skull. Shocking, I know.

There are more things in heaven and earth…

Than are dreamt of in our philosophy.

Part 4 is done! As always, I love to hear what you think of the poems.

Thanks for reading, and have a lovely day.