[HN Gopher] Paradise Lost
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       Paradise Lost
        
       Author : Frummy
       Score  : 47 points
       Date   : 2024-01-05 07:10 UTC (2 days ago)
        
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       | user3939382 wrote:
       | I'm not a big lit guy but I read this. The first 10% was hard to
       | get through due to how different Milton's english is from my own.
       | However I'm glad I did. It got progressively easy to read until
       | it was as natural as anything else. What a payoff.
       | 
       | Never before or since have I read something where I was
       | consistently floored by the beautiful, sometimes breathtaking,
       | use of my native language. Some passages stay with me probably
       | forever, like Adam's description of Eve.
       | 
       | Highly recommended.
        
         | gwern wrote:
         | > I'm not a big lit guy but I read this. The first 10% was hard
         | to get through due to how different Milton's english is from my
         | own.
         | 
         | I agree. Milton's English is beautiful but easily on the level
         | of an unmodernized Shakespeare in terms of deterring a reader,
         | who spends as much time cracking the puzzle as they do on any
         | kind of esthetic appreciation.
         | 
         | As an experiment, I was trying rewriting _Paradise Lost_ in
         | contemporary blank verse with GPT-4/Claude-2. It was OK, but
         | what I discovered was that what really works is an
         | _alliterative verse_ translation! (I was then informed that it
         | is believed that Milton may have been drawing on an Old English
         | poem about the Fall,  "Genesis A", and so this may not be an
         | accident.)
         | 
         | Two example renditions of the prologue:                    1.
         | Man's first folly,    the fateful fruit's taste,          From
         | forbidden tree's    tempting twig it came,          Death and
         | doom dealt,    despair in our world,          Eden erased,
         | exalted man to mend,          Restoring realms    of radiant
         | bliss, sing,          Sacred muse,    who soared on secret
         | summits,          Oreb, Sinai,    sharing whispered wisdom,
         | With shepherds,    teaching truths to chosen kin,
         | Heavens and earth    hewn from harrowing haze,          Sion's
         | slopes,    Siloa's silver stream,          Flowing fast    by
         | God's grand guiding hand,          Grant thy aid    to my
         | aspiring anthem,          Aiming high    above Aonian heights,
         | Pursuing paths    untried in prose or rhyme.
         | 2. Man's fatal first taste, the forbidden fruit          Whose
         | bitter bloom brought bale and sorrow bleak          With
         | paradise perished, till One more mighty restores   what was
         | lost          Reclaims the radiant seats--O sacred Muse,
         | Who on Sinai's summit secret          And Horeb's height
         | inspired          Chosen seers to teach the tribes since time
         | first woke,          How heavens and earth arose from Chaos
         | hoar,          Or if thou rather tread Sion's summit steep,
         | And Siloa's silvern stream that rushed thereby          Where
         | dwelt the oracle and rock of God,          That poured forth
         | fates--now lend thy light, that I          May soar on song's
         | ambitious wings          Above Parnassus' peaks, pursuing lofty
         | themes...          Great matters meet for grandest strains of
         | lore.          Thee chiefly, thee, heart's truth, soul's purest
         | shine,          O Spirit blest, who scorneth shrine and show
         | Inspire my strain; for thou, who knowest all,          Hast
         | known since earth's first sunrise. Mighty wings          Did
         | brood with wings outspread upon the formless void
         | Kindling Chaos into teeming, shaping flame;          To attain
         | the epic theme, this lofty matter,          In hymns that
         | hallow Heaven's eternal ways.
        
           | DrStormyDaniels wrote:
           | It takes less time than you might think to get aquatinted
           | with older English spellings, especially if you start at the
           | deep end with Chaucer; it's plain sailing after. Personally I
           | got to enjoy and prefer the absolute disregard for standard
           | spellings, capitalisation, and punctuation, so much that I
           | find it harder to read, e.g. Shakespeare in a modernised
           | text. More interestingly, there's the problem of translating
           | or updating poetry. If the poem was written with full self-
           | consciousness of word choice, then the meaning really is lost
           | by "updating" it, and where the poetry is best written, the
           | meaning will be most lost.
        
       | zajio1am wrote:
       | https://standardebooks.org/ebooks/john-milton/paradise-lost
        
       | dotsam wrote:
       | I highly recommend the audiobook of Paradise Lost read by Anton
       | Lesser.
        
       | DrDroop wrote:
       | It only becomes better when you know the backstory of the author
       | and the context in which it was written. John Milton was a
       | talented diplomat who spoke multiple languages and was very well
       | respected by his peers who admired him for his intelligence and
       | good character. He supported a popular uprising against the
       | incompetent king of England out of a sense idealism. The
       | revolution was initially a success but the democratic government
       | that should have replaced the king turned into an even more
       | unpopular dictatorship. The monarchy was restored, most
       | revolutionaries where executed and Milton was banished to the
       | country side where he lived out his final years in poverty going
       | blind due to cataracts growing in his eyes. He dictated the story
       | of Paradise Lost to a scribe to explain how hard it is to change
       | the word for the better, "To serve in heaven or to rule in hell"
       | as he would put it. This was his final act of rebellion, to cast
       | satan as a personable anti hero.
        
         | KaiserPro wrote:
         | I hadn't clocked that he live through the wars of the three
         | kingdoms.
        
       | xbar wrote:
       | Phew. I was afraid that this was going to be some attempt to be
       | not about Milton.
       | 
       | My best friend gave me this book a few decades ago. I hadn't read
       | it during my literature course years. I read it and we discussed
       | it for months. A worthwhile effort.
        
       | sb057 wrote:
       | (1667) :o)
        
       | fipar wrote:
       | Among the many works influenced by this, I love this one:
       | https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Red_Right_Hand
       | 
       | It's also mentioned in Cave's Song of Joy.
        
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