Translated Poetry

Google intends to create a poetry translation app.

Out of curiousity I used Babelfish to translate Jabberwocky to French and back again.

The result is as follows – - – (My apologies to Charles Lutwidge Dodgson)

JABBERWOCKY

Brillig de Twas, and the toves slithy
Made the gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And l’ outgrabe of raths of kid.

Take guard of Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws which bite, the claws which catch!
Take guard of l’ bird of Jubjub, and l’ avoid Bandersnatch frumious!

It took its sword vorpal at disposal:
Long time l’ enemy of manxome qu’ he sought –
Thus rested it by l’ tree of Tumtum,
And held during some time in the thought.

And, as in l’ uffish thought qu’ it s’ is held,
Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling by wood from tulgey,
And burbled as him came!

One, two! One, two! And through and
The blade vorpal snicker-breakage-crust went!
It l’ left died, and with its head It went
Galumphing behind.

And, the thousand did massacre Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my boy beamish!
Day frabjous d’ O! Callooh! Callay!
It chortled in its joy.

Brillig de Twas of `, and the toves slithy
Made the gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And l’ outgrabe of raths of kid.