Friday, May 6, 2011

How Linguists Read Shakespeare

Viëtor, Wilhelm. Shakespeare's pronunciation: A Shakespeare Reader in the Old Spelling and with a Phonetic Transcription. New York: Lemcke & Buechner, 1906.

Some study characterization. Some are interested in how the plays reveal the history of which they are part.

Others enjoy the plots. Still others study scansion and poetry.

And there are those who spend time thinking about what happens when the plays are made into films.

And those who are deeply into linguistics study all sorts of things about the ways words were pronounced during Shakespeare's day and how that pronunciation has changed.

I ran across this book—published in 1906—and thought I'd share it with you. It contains selections of famous speeches from a number of plays. The left-hand side has the original spelling of the play, and the right-hand side writes it all out phonetically (or, if you prefer, foe-net-tick-al-lee). The image above offers the opening lines of Twelfth Night. Linguists everywhere, enjoy!

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