it does. Nothing burns like the cold. But only for a while. Then it gets inside you and starts to fill you up, and after a while you don’t have the strength to fight it. (M. G.)
8.It was a glorious day, a magical day. The air was warm and heavy with the scent of flowers, and the woods here had a gentle beauty that Sansa had never seen in the north. Prince Joffrey’s mount was a blood bay courser, swift as the wind, and he rode it with reckless abandon, so fast that Sansa was hard-pressed to keep up on her mare. It was a day for adventures. (M. G.)
9.He saw Winterfell as the eagles see it, the tall towers looking squat and stubby from above, the castle walls just lines in the dirt. He saw Maester Luwin on his balcony, studying the sky through a polished bronze tube and frowning as he made notes in a book. He saw his brother Robb, taller and stronger than he remembered him, practicing swordplay in the yard with real steel in his hand. He saw Hodor, the simple giant from the stables, carrying an anvil to Mikken’s forge, hefting it onto his shoulder as easily as another man might heft a bale of hay. (M. G.)
10.Bilbo had escaped the goblins, but he did not know where he was. He had lost hood, cloak, food, pony, his buttons and his friends. He wandered on and on, till the sun began to sink westwards-behind the mountains. Their shadows fell across Bilbo's path, and he looked back. Then he looked forward and could see before him only ridges and slopes falling towards lowlands and plains glimpsed occasionally between the trees (J.R.T).
11.But he came at me to kill me, and I ran, and fell over, and he missed me in the dark (J.R.T).
12.And Bilbo?He could not get into any tree, and was scuttling about from trunktotrunk,likearabbit that has lostits holeandhas adogafterit (J.R.T).
13.Trees are not very comfortable to sit in for long at any time; but in the cold and the wind, with wolves all round below waiting for you, they can be perfectly miserable places (J.R.T).
14.Farmer Giles had a dog. The dog's name was Garm. Dogs had to be content with short names in the vernacular: the Book-Latin was reserved for their betters. Garm could not talk even dog-Latin; but he could use the vulgar tongue (as could most dogs of his day) either to bully or to brag or to wheedle in. Bullying was for beggars and trespassers, bragging for other dogs, and wheedling for his master. Garm was both proud and afraid of Giles, who could bully and brag better than he could (J.R.T).
15.Giles was a just man according to his lights; in his heart he gave a fair share of the credit to Garm, though he never went so far as to mention it. He continued to throw hard words and hard things at the dog when he felt inclined, but he winked at many little outings (J.R.T).
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16.The moon was low behind him, and he could see nothing worse than the long black shadows of bushes and true; but he could hear a dreadful stamping-stumping coming up the side of the hill. He did not feel either bold or quick, whatever Agatha might say; but he was more anxious about his property than his skid. So, feeling a bit loose about the belt, he walked towards the brow of the hill (J.R.T).
17.The next day the dragon moved to the neighbouring village of Quercetum (Oakley in the vulgar tongue). He ate not only sheep and cows and one or two persons of tender age, but he ate the parson too. Rather rashly the parson had sought to dissuade him from his evil ways. Then there was a terrible commotion. All the people of Ham came up the hill headed by their own parson; and they waited on Farmer Giles (J.R.T).
18.There was once a little man called Niggle, who had a long journey to make. He did not want to go, indeed the whole idea was distasteful to him; but he could not get out of it. He knew he would have to start some time, but he did not hurry with his preparations (J.R.T).
19.I glared at him. No danger? Sure. I only had a sadistic vampire trying to avenge her mate's death with my own, preferably through some slow and torturous method. Who was worried about Victoria? And, oh yeah, the Volturi - the vampire royal family with their small army of vampire warriors - who insisted that my heart stop beating one way or another in the near future, because humans weren't allowed to know they existed. Right. No reason at all to panic.
18. Find all the expressive means used in the following fragment of J.R. Tolkien’s text and its translation?
Far over the misty mountains cold |
За хладных Мглистых гор |
To dungeons deep and caverns old |
хребет |
We must away ere break of day |
Веди нас, утренний рассвет, |
To seek the pale enchanted gold. |
В провалы нор и рудных |
The dwarves of yore made mighty |
скал, |
Где брезжит кладов тусклый |
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spells, |
свет. |
While hammers fell like ringing |
В благие дни времён седых |
bells |
Пел молот в искрах огневых, |
In places deep, where dark things |
А карлы чары мастерства |
sleep, |
Творили средь трудов своих: |
In hollow halls beneath the fells. |
Луч солнца и луны играл |
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В огранке камня и блистал |
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For ancient king and elvish lord There many a gloaming golden hoard
They shaped and wrought, and light they caught
To hide in gems on hilt of sword.
On silver necklaces they strung The flowering stars, on crowns they hung
The dragon-fire, in twisted wire They meshed the light of moon and sun.
Far over the misty mountains cold To dungeons deep and caverns old We must away, ere break of day, To claim our long-forgotten gold.
Goblets they carved there for themselves
And harps of gold; where no man delves
There lay they long, and many a song
Was sung unheard by men or elves.
The pines were roaring on the height,
The winds were moaning in the night.
The fire was red, it flaming spread;
The trees like torches biased with light,
The bells were ringing in the dale And men looked up with faces pale;
Звездой искристый самоцвет, Когда в кулоны попадал,
Венец огнём дракона рдел,
Иярый дух в мечах горел, Сверкали золота холмы
Исеребра блеск не мутнел. В даль, за туманных гор хребет, Зовёт нас утренний рассвет
В пещеры наших праотцев За золотом минувших лет. Напевный голос арф звенел, Но горек песенный удел:
Ни эльф, ни человек тех дней Не знал, о чём народ наш пел.
Рёв вихрей, вой в часу ночном, Плач сосен на холме крутом
Глушил и с треском пожирал Огонь в неистовстве своём.
Игород в доле был сожжён Под тяжкий колокольный стон,
Иразбегались все вокруг – Не знал пощады злой дракон.
Гора дымилась под луной, Погибли карлы в сече той. Немногие тогда спаслись, Покинув бегством край родной.
Пройдем мы сквозь подгорный мрак, Чрез хлад и мглу и через страх,
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The dragon's ire more fierce than |
Но арфы, золото и дом |
fire |
Вернём – и да погибнет враг! |
Laid low their towers and houses |
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The mountain smoked beneath the |
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The dwarves, they heard the tramp |
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They fled their hall to dying -fall |
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Beneath his feet, beneath the |
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Far over the misty mountains grim |
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19. What figure of speech is used in this fragment of the text written by L. Carrol and how does it work in the translation?
Только я кончил первый ку- |
'Well, I'd hardly finished the first |
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плет, как кто-то сказал: «Конечно |
verse,' said the Hatter, 'when the |
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лучше б он помолчал, но надо же |
Queen jumped up and bawled out, |
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как-то убить время!». Королева |
"He's murdering the time! Off with |
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как закричит: «Убить Время! Он |
his head!"' |
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стно Болванщик, – Время для |
six o'clock now.' |
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interest in questions of eating and |
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drinking. |
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подумав, Соня. |
Dormouse, after thinking a minute |
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or two. |
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'They couldn't have done that, you |
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Алиса. – Они бы тогда заболели. |
know,' Alice |
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remarked; |
– Они и заболели, – сказала Со- |
'they'd have been ill.' |
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Alice did not quite know what to |
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Алиса не знала, что на это отве- |
say to this: so she helped herself to |
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тить. Она налила себе чаю и на- |
some tea and bread-and-butter, and |
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мазала хлеб маслом, а потом по- |
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вернулась к Соне и повторила |
repeated her question. 'Why did |
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they live at the bottom of a well?' |
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они жили на дне колодца? |
The Dormouse again took a |
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Соня опять задумалась и, нако- |
minute or two to think about it, and |
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then said, 'It was a treacle-well.' |
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лодце был кисель. |
'There's no such thing!' Alice was |
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beginning very angrily, but the |
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возмущенно закричала Алиса. Но |
Hatter and the March Hare went |
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Болванщик и Мартовский Заяц |
'Sh! sh!' and the Dormouse sulkily |
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на нее зашикали, а Соня угрюмо |
remarked, 'If you can't be civil, |
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пробормотала: – Если ты не уме- |
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yourself.' |
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'No, please go on!' Alice said very |
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Алиса. – Пожалуйста, продол- |
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жайте, я больше не буду переби- |
dare say there may be ONE.' |
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вать. Может, где-нибудь и есть |
'One, indeed!' said the Dormouse |
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один такой колодец. |
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to go on. 'And so these three little |
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фыркнула Соня. Впрочем, она |
sisters – they were learning to draw, |
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согласилась продолжать рассказ. |
you know–' |
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'What did they draw?' said Alice, |
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сестрички жили припиваючи... |
quite forgetting her promise. |
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'Treacle,' said |
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Dormouse, |
Алиса. –А что они пели? |
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