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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