Google Translate With Shakespeare

William Shakespeare is one of the very few writers in the world that has remained relevant even centuries after his death. His famous work has been adapted many times and his use of words have been constantly dissected by generations of pupils and teachers. He is considered one of the great writers of all time. Of course, nowadays this can be easily disputed as everybody has their own opinion. Despite this, his work is still referenced and adapted even to this day. So, a random thought came to me after watching some Google Translate sing music videos: what if Shakespeare's work went through the ever-so-famous Google Translate treatment?

I'll start with the prologue to one of his most famous and adapted works: the tragic love story of Romeo and Juliet.

Prologue: Romeo & Juliet

Original:

Two households, both alike in dignity,In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.From forth the fatal loins of these two foesA pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life;Whose misadventured piteous overthrowsDo with their death bury their parents' strife.The fearful passage of their death-mark'd love,And the continuance of their parents' rage,Which, but their children's end, nought could remove,Is now the two hours' traffic of our stage;The which if you with patient ears attend,What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend.

Google Translate Version:

Two luxurious rooms,At the Verona exhibition, I went to the stage,Due to the revolt of ancient cranes,When foreign hands are ruined by the blood of citizensThe killers see these two enemiesThe happiness of one person is still aliveWho does not understand, I hitDoes his death fill the parents' fight?His death is a beautiful love,Keep your parents upset,Your child's death,Today's conversion goes to our stage for two hours.If the patient is hearing,Those who fail here are trying to retrieve our efforts.

The first thing that's obvious is that the rhythm formed in the sonnet has been washed away along with the rhyming couplets. The new opening imagined by Google Translate has changed the entire set for the play. We no longer have two households: we have two rooms in the Verona exhibition if such a thing exists. It sounds like Google Translate is looking forward to Comic Con.

The opening highlights most of the important things in the play. Such as the war between the Capulets and the Montagues, the suicide of the title characters, and the death of Mercutio. In the original, you can see everything connects together and tells a story. The Google Translate leaves hardly any traces of its original roots. However, it does keep the unpleasant tone from its original material.

The next translation is the opening of Act 4, Scene 1 of Macbeth with all the witches and the famous "double, double, toil and trouble" line.

The cave. In the middle, boil boiler.Liu Ting. Add these three witchesFirst oneThree cat is attached to me.The second witchThe third time when the cap is full.The third witchIt's time to cry.First oneRoller, boilerIn toxic bees.Fish, ice cream in cold stoneThere are thirty nightsPes sleep,First use a "bottled bottle" to cook their own.ALLWeakness, anxietyHot, hot pot.The second witchPowerful snake filter,Bread in the boiler stage.Eyes of the Salamander and the Frog,Bat and Tongue,Gard and insects of insectsMembers of the bones and owls,Luck a lot of concern,Like sauce and foam.ALLWeakness, anxietyHot and big pots.The third witchScalp, bees,A beautiful mother, a coward and a bayIn southaai salt,The origin of digg'd 'Darkness,The courage to defile the Jews,Bok-goal and Gibus-boontje cakeSilver end,Turkish nose and Tatar lips,Birth of birthHide to the side of the club,Is a hungry cardboard and plate:This time in addition to Tiger Choudron,For our boiler components.ALLWeakness, anxietyHot and big pots.The second witchDrink flour,Keep strong and sweet love.Add Hickets to Three WitchesHecateGood! I will thank you for the pain.Everybody will have the "money"Now about the big pot music,Dwarf scene and fairies on the ground,Include all the interesting features.Music and music: "The Dark Soul", and cHickat retiredThe second witchBy reducing the thumb,This is a problem.Open keyAnyone has defeated!Add MacbethMacbethHow well, secret, dark and midnight!You do nothingALLThere is no work name

I've got no words for this one. I ended up making another one just for an extra bonus.

The sixth act, scene one - Macbeth cave. In the middle, boiled curlers.Thunder Put three witchesThe first witchCultured cat has Mew'd.Second witchOnce the pig is crying.The third witchHarp companion shout "time".The first witchRevolving around girls.Throw away with poison.A toad, under a cold stone31 eveningSnuff snake sleep,First boil an attractive pot.ALLDouble, double toilet, trouble.Burns and big pots of foam.Second witchFinney snake fillet,Cook it in the pot and bake.Chicken and frog eyes,Wool or bats and dog's tongue,Gardner folk and blind worms stabbed,Lizard lizard and wolf's feathers,Thanks to the powerful trouble of attraction,Like boiling and bubbling like hell juice.ALLDouble, double toilet, trouble.Burn and catch the bubbles.The third witchDragonscale, wolf's teeth,Witch's mummy, wheat and bayIn the saltwater shark,Route or hemlock digg'd I'm dark,The enemy's liver profaned the Jews,Gale or goat, tie or eagleSilver moon eclipse,Turkey's nose and tartar's lips,Born finger - target babyThrough the murder of Ditch-deliver'd,Do porridge thick and plate:Plus a tiger's expression,For the material of our kettleALLDouble, double toilet, trouble.Burn and catch the bubbles.Second witchWith baboon blood cold,Then the charm must be firm.Please enter the other three witches of HECATEHectorOh yeah I admire your painI can not profitAnd this time,Living elves and fairy rings,I will be fascinated by everything you put.Music and Song: "Black Spirit" & cRetired retiredSecond witchBy stabbing my thumb,Such an evil thing will happen.Open, lock,Everyone knocked at the door!Enter MACBETHMacbethNow you are a secret, night and midnight!what are you doingALLA is not named

Both different translations highlight how it is possible that things can get lost in translation. In the second translation, Macbeth now has a double toilet whilst the first has toxic bees and snake filters. And wolves have feathers, apparently. Either way, neither translation makes a lot of sense now, and all the carefully crafted style of Shakespeare has now been destroyed. The whole scene has changed, including the atmosphere.

Next, I will translate a popular passage from Hamlet. Which includes the famous "to be, or not to be" phrase.

To be, or not to be: that is the question:Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to sufferThe slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;No more; and by a sleep to say we endThe heart-ache and the thousand natural shocksThat flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummationDevoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;For in that sleep of death what dreams may comeWhen we have shuffled off this mortal coil,Must give us pause: there's the respectThat makes calamity of so long life;For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,The pangs of despised love, the law's delay,The insolence of office and the spurnsThat patient merit of the unworthy takes,When he himself might his quietus makeWith a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear,To grunt and sweat under a weary life,But that the dread of something after death,The undiscover'd country from whose bournNo traveller returns, puzzles the willAnd makes us rather bear those ills we haveThan fly to others that we know not of?Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;And thus the native hue of resolutionIs sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,And enterprises of great pith and momentWith this regard their currents turn awry,And lose the name of action.--Soft you now!The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisonsBe all my sins remember'd.

And here's how Google Translate interprets the text.

small villageWhether to go: this is a problem.Whether in the heart to experience the noble painAngry arrow arrows,Or the weapons to bring the trouble of the sea,Against them when i die: i sleepNo more sleep we say to finishHeart pain and natural impact of a thousandThe body can inherit.Very happy to die, sleepSleep: dream: Oh, rub itI do not know what dreams I sleep in sleep.When we admit this man-made coil,We should pause: respect.This is such a long life.Who will carry time and whip?The oppressor is wrong, proud manDesperate love of pain, legal delay,Office and rudeImpatient, the use of patients,When he shows himself quietWith naked bodkin? Who can tolerate it?In order to ridicule and sweat life,But fear of death after the things,A country that did not find his worshipPassengers do not come back and stimulate will.It makes us have the bottles we have.For Paris, we do not know.So conscience is the coward of all of us.Therefore, the basic tone of the resolution,I'm sick of embarrassing thoughts.And a big faith and moments of the companyin this aspect,Lost the name of the action - you are very gentle now!Fair Ophiria! Fairy, in your dinosaursRemember all my evil

Fairy in your dinosaurs was a line that amused me. Do the fairies live in the dinosaurs or did the dinosaurs actually eat the fairies? Fairies I can see in Shakespeare's world, but thanks to Google Translate, it now includes dinosaurs. There are no fortunes in the outrageous arrows: only anger remains. Now it's set in Paris. It does, however, keep the constant use of the words death and sleep.

Next is a passage from the first act of Midsummer Night's Dream. This is a part of Quince's dialogue.

Some of your French crowns have no hair at all, andthen you will play bare-faced. But, masters, hereare your parts: and I am to entreat you, requestyou and desire you, to con them by to-morrow night;and meet me in the palace wood, a mile without thetown, by moonlight; there will we rehearse, for ifwe meet in the city, we shall be dogged withcompany, and our devices known. In the meantime Iwill draw a bill of properties, such as our playwants. I pray you, fail me not.

Google Translate version:

Some French crowns have no hair,

Then you do well. But master, here

That is part of you. I asked you by asking.

I want to stay with you and you, give them tomorrow.

Miles from the palace where you can see me

Village, the moonlight, we are selling.

We live in the city. We adopted together.

Companies and facilities are well known. During this time

We are setting real estate like games.

Think about it. I am not praying. I will not fail.

It's amazing how most of this text became simplified and almost unchanged. The characters are now selling moonlight and have apparently adopted the city. It's nonsense phrases like this that can give me endless possibilities and some cheap entertainment. As both a writer and reader, I find Google Translate a fascinating and useful device. It's great for short and simple sentences, but everything else, things are bound to get lost in translation and the message becomes lost like the grains in the sand slipping towards the waves of the sea.

Before we end this article, I would like do a few more translations of some of Shakespeare's most famous quotes.

All that glitters is not gold. Hell is empty and all the devils are here.Be not afraid of greatness: some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them.By the pricking of my thumbs, Something wicked this way comes. Open, locks, Whoever knocks!First thing we do, let's kill all the lawyers.Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.The lady doth protest too much, methinks.It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves.To thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not then be false to any man.If music be the food of love, play on.

It does not seem like gold.Heaven, devil, the devil present.Do not worry, about many other things, about other goods, azymy and amplitude.You can not hurt your hands and feet. Open God to every heart!Now, kill all the first lawyers.I like all people, a few words, believe, please all people who are very unfair.Many women die of myths.But it's not the same star of the investor.It's a true sequel. Because it's paradise, in the evening, not a false testimony, Ru and so on.If music is good food and game