This Introduction tells how my whole adventure began. This feeling for allegorization, for double and triple levels of
meaning,
is one of the features which distinguish the great
works of imagination
in the Middle Ages from the mediocre. . . .
Only in the hands of the
great poets does this world become
a reflection of all things human and
divine and then only
to the perceptive reader who observes, as the medieval
audience, at least in part, did, the different
levels of understanding.
--W. T. H. Jackson, The Literature of the Middle Ages (1960)
I. Introduction
I’ve been given the answer to a six-hundred-year-old riddle
that you’ve probably never heard—but it’s time you
did. Knowing the answer won’t make you rich. It won’t make
you irresistible to men or women. But it does have the power to change
the world—at least a tiny segment of it. Here is how my quest began,
and how the answer came to me.
At the beginning, I was like any other English major reading the Canterbury
Tales. Then things just began to happen. As I read, I was distracted by questions
about the pilgrims. What made this precise group necessary? Chaucer’s
reputation was too well known, his skills too well recognized for me to think
that the group was a haphazard collection. Why was there one pair of brothers—not
from a religious order, but two men related by birth? Why not three brothers
or no brothers? Why was there a wife—but no husband and wife? Why no
children? Why so few women?
When I raised the question of the make-up of this
assortment of travelers, I was told, “That’s just the way it
was in the Middle Ages.” End
of discussion. But that never satisfied me, nor did it stop the never-ending
tape loop that had begun playing in my head. No matter what I was doing,
in some little compartment of my brain, the images of the pilgrims were
always on screen. I knew there had to be an answer to the selection of
exactly this
group, and my need for the answer was unrelenting. And then it happened.
Picture,
if you will, that what’s going on in your mind is projected
on a TV screen, and at the bottom of the screen there is a narrow tape
running—rather
the was stock market numbers are displayed. (That’s the best image
I’ve
come up with to illustrate what was in my head.) That tape at the bottom
ran on and on with the pictures of the pilgrims. And then—without
any warning—a
second tape of images began running just above the pilgrim-tape, and,
in a few moments, they meshed. They matched. The pilgrims were identified.
The tapes
stopped running, and I sat there overwhelmed, contemplating the matched
identities. It was like checking you lottery ticket against the winning
numbers printed
in the newspaper—and realizing they are the same. Amazing! Chaucer
presents the first group described in terms of the second group.
Before
we meet Chaucer’s characters, it would help to learn about typical
quarters for pilgrims. One sentence from a booklet about Canterbury Cathedral
gives a simple, class-conscious description of medieval hospitality.
The
poorer pilgrims lodged in [the] Norman hall; the next [step]
up the scale went along a covered way . . . to the Cellarer’s
Hall
near the south-west corner of the court; while the most important
were lodged at Meister Omer’s, a house east of the Cathedral.
Each
level of society had its own expectations and accommodations. Arrangements
just detailed were the norm.
Now examine Chaucer’s account of the
arrival at the Tabard where all his pilgrims will spend the night before
their departure for Canterbury. (All
of Chaucer’s poetry in Modern English is my own rendering, with no attempt
to maintain a rhyme-scheme. The meaning alone is what is important.)
At night
was come into that hostelry
Well nine-and-twenty in a company,
Of sundry folk, by chance (or fate) come together
In fellowship, and pilgrims were they all,
That toward Canterbury would ride.
The chambers and stables were wide,
And we were provided for most excellently.
(A 23-29)
Chaucer’s lines certainly don’t create an atmosphere of
class distinctions. His travelers behave more like old friends on tour
together. In contrast, the statement from the cathedral booklet, the “poorer,” “next
step,” and “important” pilgrims are hardly seen as
unified. With them, it seemed like everyone kept themselves more than
an arm’s length away from those who were not their equals. In Chaucer’s
group we find a prestigious knight, a humble plowman, a clever lawyer,
a dishonest miller and a refined nun all in close association.
To look
further into Chaucer’s account of the arrival, he tells
us it was late when the nine-and-twenty companions appeared.
And shortly,
when the sun was at rest,
I had spoken with each of them
And was of their fellowship immediately.
(A 30-32) Is it likely that Chaucer could actually have spoken with each
of the twenty-nine and formed a close acquaintance with them by the time
the
sun had set? That seems to stretch the truth. If the truth is what we’re
after, let’s consider the scene once more.
Picture how unlikely
it would be, under any circumstances, for twenty-nine people all to arrive
at their destination just as the sun sets. No matter the
distance traveled, the quality of their means of transport, their personal
stamina and ability to plan ahead—twenty-nine of them, from whatever
direction, reach the hostelry during that brief period we call sunset.
And when
they do arrive simultaneously, there are no details of confusion, congestion,
rudeness, noise. We learn nothing of horses, belongings, physical
necessities, selection of sleeping arrangements —nothing complicates
the smooth transition from their entry on the scene to our poet’s association
with them in a friendly social atmosphere.
The impression is like the special
effects in “Star Trek”—“Beam
them up, Scottie.” Presto, the crowd begins to mingle and to chat
with the poet/interviewer. Chaucer’s fantasy-like scene becomes even
more fantastic when he acquaints us with the individuals who had just arrived.
What
I experienced with the pilgrims was so exciting that I will try to
guide you along a path that will allow you to share that feeling of discovery.
So, before I begin to point to the clues woven into the Tales, the clues
to a hidden
identity for each pilgrim, I’m going to indicate some sign posts.
For centuries, indications of distance-traveled from London to Canterbury
have
existed; a second level of indicators, strangely parallel, lead into
another dimension.
Those of you who know Chaucer well will probably have
more difficulty
understanding the language of the signs than those with limited knowledge
of the Tales.
The cause for the difficulty is that prior knowledge of the pilgrims
inhibits the
range of vision, restricts possibilities. Chaucer’s audience actually
needs to enjoy “seeing double.” It’s a bit confusing
at the outset—but quite fascinating once you accept the aberration.
Now
let’s turn our attention to the pilgrims. It is understood that
the group will be journeying together. That fact and your own basic knowledge
is
all you need to negotiate the twists on the trail. Let me assure you
that you all have at least a nodding acquaintance with the “characters” familiar
to Chaucer. What we are dealing with is very much like pictures that
have come on the market in recent years, the pictures that hold a clear
image, but, with
concentration, a second image can also be seen. That’s what we
are aiming for—to see that second, alternate image.
Before we look
at who (or what) is there, let’s understand a placard
that relays restrictions in the course ahead.
There are no children.
There are no married couples.
The group is almost all men (only three women).
One pilgrim has no physical description, is identified only by a function—purchasing
agent.
Next is a well-illumined sign detailing the most energetic personality,
who has
broad shoulders
wide, black nostrils
and could knock a door off its hinges by running into it with his head.
A
little past the door-crasher, a marker points to
one pair of brothers.
Mention is also made of a slender journeyer who
is easily angered
has long, extremely thin legs
is as dreaded as death
and lives in the shadows on uncultivated land.
A modest sign directs us to a man who calls for water.
Another man is denoted as one who rides very high on a horse.
The directions I read, which lead to dual personalities for the pilgrims,
become prominent at sunset and remain so throughout the night.
Associated
with the characters already mentioned, two others are symbolized with
a more complex design. Chaucer portrays the guide of the pilgrimage
as having a solicitous attitude toward
a man dedicated to war
and a woman whose motto is “love conquers all.”
They arrive
as part of the group and remain for the night, of course.
Now it’s
time to give your imagination permission to experiment, to be unorthodox
as you try to interpret what Chaucer is communicating.
Are there
pictures in you mind? Perhaps outlandish pictures? Can you see the door-destroying,
broad-shouldered character alongside the two brothers, alongside the man
who calls for water, alongside the dreaded, slender, long-legged character,
alongside
the man who seems to be very high on a horse? Is there an image of the important
man dedicated to war and the special woman dedicated to love, who also arrive
at sunset and come to stay for the night?
(There are many other personalities,
for a total of twenty-nine. I’ve
chosen only those easiest to visualize. This visualization was tried a number
of times with small groups of friends in an effort to guide a spontaneous
recognition.)
If you simply want to continue the explanation, skip the
hints below and go on. But, if you see yourself as something of a trailblazer
and
want the
personal
accomplishment of interpreting the connection between the signs referred
to, try reviewing the particulars. After you’ve read the hints, close
the book and cogitate.
SMALL HINT: Think about the tape analogy. All the figures are, loosely
speaking, an organized group that arrives at sunset and remains for the
night. How many “groups” that come for the night existed
for Chaucer and still exist today?
BIGGER HINT: Concentrate on forming a mental picture of the door-smasher.
(Almost every successful interpretation began with this identification.)
Then the relationships of the others quite readily fall into place.
* * *
For the traditional reader, the explanation of Chaucer’s
second pathway follows. For the trailblazer, here’s your confirmation.
The
essential key to alternate identities is concealed in the fact that—instead
of arriving amid hustle and bustle—they all appear at sunset. When I
realized the importance of this apparently trivial “detail,” I
was astonished. This redirects our concentration, our point of view. It lifts
our eyes to recognize that there is an alternate path being traveled by stars
and planets visible in the night sky. The poet’s descriptives listed
above introduce the constellations Taurus (the bull, the door-smasher), Gemini
(the two brothers), Aquarius (the water-carrier), Scorpio (the slender, dreaded
creature), and Sagittarius (the centaur, the torso of a man joined atop the
body of a horse). The planets Mars and Venus are the other two characters.
A pilgrim was also mentioned that Chaucer gave no physical description at all.
That’s Libra, the Scales, not a living creature.
It will be the purpose
of this book to show how Chaucer, in the finest allegorical fashion, concealed
the images of heavenly bodies behind/within the specific
details associated with each pilgrim.
The poet had expertise regarding astronomy/astrology.
(It was more or less one science when he lived.) He wrote a text book
(left unfinished) about
how to calculate time, geographic location, etc., by using measurements derived
from observing stars and planets. Terms used to refer to these figures in
the
sky may have influenced his choice of a pilgrimage.
The word pilgrim (wanderer),
for example, could refer to a planet. Planets were wandering stars—“wandering” because
they always change position in relation to the fixed stars. In a broad
sense, planet could even
mean “heavenly bodies,” in general. Then the night sky is truly “peopled” with
many pilgrims all on a journey. The poet, in his seemingly boundless imagination,
accompanies them. His becoming part of their “fellowship” so
immediately (as he relates in the General Prologue) is no longer surprising.
Because of
his background in astronomy, he already knew each of them well—he’d
just never met them in “person” before.
Late in the pilgrimage,
another character rides in, accompanies the group for a while, and then
departs. Cosmic events of the 1990s— Hyakutake and
Hale-Bopp--give us the insight to see him as a comet. Identity is confirmed
by Chaucer’s account of the “person” and “his actions.”
The
poet chose signs of the zodiac and planets (the ones known when he lived)
as his traveling companions. By the time we have looked at the concealed
clues and considered relationships described, we may have a firm idea
about why he
used this plan and what new information is revealed from the "double" identity
of the pilgrims.
I almost forgot. Here is the old riddle: When are people
on a journey the same as stars in the sky? You probably already have
the answer: When
they
are pilgrims.
Now, let’s begin. We will concentrate on one surface
image at a time, as with those newfangled pictures, and assume that the “second,
alternate image” will define itself as we examine the intricate
outlines inscribed by Chaucer.

You know how my adventure began; this is how it ends. from
Chapter VIII. Reflections
I have nothing more to explain or identify about the journey. I've
enjoyed Chaucer's pilgrimage (and my own) more than I can say. Road signs
to look for, accommodations to be arranged, strangers to get along with,
mishaps, surprises, and delays to handle. The experience has been grander
and more all-encompassing than I ever could have dreamed.
When the Tales are thought about, there is often an accepted way of dealing with the
content seen or understood from the face value of Chaucer's lines,
his obvious images. I can't say strongly enough that, with all that is new
in the world of medieval scholarship, it's time to reevaluate, to begin to
examine his words as if they have never been read before. Oberman (dealing
with fourteenth-century religious thought) and Bloomfield (writing about Langland's
fourteenth-century Piers Plowman) make the same point in regard to assumptions
about material we've read: "We have only just begun to discover… assessment
at this point is perforce premature and provisional"; and, "The time
is not yet ripe… Much more needs to be known about the intellectual life
of fourteenth-century England."
We owe that same degree of respect, of
dedication, to the assessment of our first great English writer. Without
thorough knowledge of daily life in the
fourteenth century (not just its literary tastes), we cannot really know
what is concealed within this allegory of "major importance" from a master
of the genre. 
Chapter IX follows and ties up the ends of the whole adventure. The body of literature, with its limits and edges, exists outside some
people and inside others. Only after the writer lets literature
shape
her can she perhaps shape literature.
--Annie Dillard, The Writing Life (1989)
Chapter IX. Closure
Who could have known how amazing and far-reaching
the pilgrim adventure would be when it started.
Chaucer’s host:
Up-so doun had strength
added to its basic assumption by the publication of Miri Rubin’s
Corpus Christi: The Eucharist in Late Medieval Culture in 1991.
Pilgrim Chaucer: Center Stage gained
one more clue to the overall riddle when new legal evidence about Chaucer’s
court case was found by Christopher Cannon, and published in Speculum
in 1993.
Chaucer’s
Pilgrims: The Allegory, this volume, was given a timely aid to understanding
in at least one area when Hyakutake and Hale-Bopp
burst on the scene—as did Chaucer’s Canon.
I’ve found
the answers to my original questions—and much
more. I’ve traveled so many by-ways, followed so many of the poet’s
clues in search of treasure. Some clues continue to elude sleuthing.
But many turned out to be pure gold. How exciting! I hope you’ve
shared some of the excitement.
Those with greater depth of medieval knowledge
would have conducted the search differently, I know. But they wouldn’t
have had more passion for the task.
There is much more to be done, but—about the Pilgrims—this
is my closing word.
Thank you, Geoffrey Chaucer.
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