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в) вопросы по первой части
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1) Dictation - лист 2, Ваш термины и фразы читаются мною на английском языке, Вы пишите их и даёте перевод
2) Grammar - TEST - предоставляется на занятии
3) Lecture - технический перевод следующая лекция и, как обычно по ней 20 вопросов
4) Listening - http://esl-bits.net/ESL.English.Listening.Short.Stories/World.Was.Young/index.html
а) слушаем первую часть без текста
б) перводим первую часть
в) вопросы по первой части
г) пересказ первой части
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ОтветитьУдалитьВ это мгновение его крошечный луч фонарика, острый и белый, показал ему то, что не стёрлось бы из памяти и через тысячу лет, — огромного мужчину, желтоволосого и желтобородого, голого, если не считать мягких мокасин из дублёнки и чего-то, похожего на козлиную шкуру, болтающуюся на поясе. Руки и ноги человека, как и его плечи и большая часть груди, были обнажены. Кожа была гладкой и безволосой, но загорелой от солнца и ветра, а под ней тяжёлые мускулы были скручены, как толстые змеи.
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Алимханова
ОтветитьУдалитьЛекция 15
1. Что подразумевается под внутрилингвистическим значением?
2. Какие существуют отношения данного языкового знака к другим знакам той же языковой системы?
3. В какой степени в процессе перевода внутрилингвистические значения поддаются
передаче?
4. Почему так происходит?
5. Когда передача внутрилингвистических значений
единиц ИЯ становится необходимой?
6. Когда единицы языка становятся предметом высказывания?
7. Когда приходится жертвовать референциальным значением слова?
8. Как при переводе передается рифма?
9. Какие существуют виды
звукового сходства слов помимо рифмы?
10. На каком приеме построено большое количество фразеологических
единиц английского языка?
11. В чем заключается прием компенсации?
12. В чем состоит сложность при переводе игры слов?
13. Что такое значимые фамилии?
14. Как осуществляется перевод значимых фамилий?
15. При переводе какого рода текстов особо важную роль играет передача внутрилингвистических значений?
16. Какие жанры относятся к текстам, где формальные особенности превалируют
и подчиняют себе референциальное содержание языковых единиц и всего
речевого произведения в целом?
17. Что такое "заумь"?
18. Какую роль в процессе
перевода играет передача внутрилингвистических значений?
19. Когда внутрилингвистические значения приобретают большую функциональную
нагрузку, и их передача при переводе становится необходимой?
20. Когда допустимо несоблюдение грамматических норм языка при переводе?
1.Why was the wall that the man was sitting on wet?
ОтветитьУдалить2.Why did the man expect to find some trail or winding path that would lead easily to it?
3.Why did the man turn on his light?
4.What did the man see when he screamed out in terror?
5.How did the other man in the forest look like?
6.What pieces of clothes did the man have on?
7.What animal did the man hear at the forest?
8.In what way did the man get into the forest?
9.Why did the man decide to ride up the mountain?
10.Why did the man decide to hide and not to run straight?
Алимханова
ОтветитьУдалить1. Where was the main character sitting?
2. What was the atmosphere around him?
3. What did he draw from his pocket?
4. What did he expected to find in the house?
5. Who did the main character encounter?
6. What did the man from the forest look like?
7. What was his first feeling about what was happened?
8. What did he draw out?
9. What did he say aloud, mopping the sweat and fog from his face?
10. Where did the main character wake up?
1. Where is the main character sitting?
Удалить2. What is the atmosphere around him?
3. What does he draw from his pocket?
4. What does he expected to find in the house?
5. Who does the main character encounter?
6. What does the man from the forest look like?
7. What is his first feeling about what is happened?
8. What does he draw out?
9. What does he say aloud, mopping the sweat and fog from his face?
10. Where does the main character wake up?
Алимханова
УдалитьПриемы, использованные при переводе:
-перестройка синтаксической структуры
-изменение грамматики
-замена форм слова и частей речи
-генерализация
-конкретизация
-дословный перевод
-использование синонимов
-лексическое добавление
-опущение слов
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Алимханова
УдалитьHE was a very quiet, self-possessed sort of man, sitting a moment on top of the wall to sound the damp darkness for warnings of the dangers it might conceal. Without noise he had climbed to the top of the wall from the outside, and without noise he dropped to the ground on the inside. Carrying the night-stick in his hand, his finger on the button, he advanced through the darkness. Soon he walked with his hand stretched out gropingly before him, and more than once the hand fetched up against the solid trunks of massive trees. Beyond, he knew, was the house, and he expected to find some trail or winding path that would lead easily to it.
Once, he found himself trapped. On every side he groped against trees and branches, or blundered into thickets of underbrush, until there seemed no way out. His descending foot came down upon something that was soft and alive, and that arose with a snort under the weight of his body. He sprang clear, and crouched for another spring, anywhere, tense and expectant, keyed for the onslaught of the unknown. In that instant his tiny searchlight, sharp and white, had shown him what a thousand years would not enable him to forget — a man, huge and blond, yellow-haired and yellow-bearded, naked except for soft-tanned moccasins and what seemed a goat-skin about his middle. Practically in the instant he saw all this, and while his scream still rang, the thing leaped, he flung his night-stick full at it, and threw himself to the ground. He felt its feet and shins strike against his ribs, and he bounded up and away while the thing itself hurled onward in a heavy crashing fall into the underbrush. When he listened he heard naught but the moaning wind and the drip-drip of the fog from the branches. Never abating his caution, he stood erect and went on to the stone wall, over which he climbed and dropped down to the road outside. Feeling his way in a clump of bushes, he drew out a bicycle and prepared to mount. How long afterward he did not know, he was awakened by the yapping bark of a young coyote. As he looked about and located it on the brow of the hill behind him, he noted the change that had come over the face of the night. And again he saw the thing that was like a naked man, running swiftly and lightly and singing as it ran. Opposite him it paused, and his heart stood still.
He was a very quiet, self-possessed sort of man, sitting a moment on top of the wall to sound the damp darkness for warnings of the dangers it might conceal.Without noise he had climbed to the top of the wall from the outside, and without noise he dropped to the ground on the inside. From his pocket he drew an electric night-stick, but he did not use it.Carrying the night-stick in his hand, his finger on the button, he advanced through the darkness.Beyond, he knew, was the house, and he expected to find some trail or winding path that would lead easily to it.
ОтветитьУдалитьHis sense of direction was good, and he knew he was going toward the house.And then the thing happened — the thing unthinkable and unexpected. His descending foot came down upon something that was soft and alive, and that arose with a snort under the weight of his body.Holding the night-stick before him, he pressed the button, saw, and screamed aloud in terror. He was prepared for anything, from a frightened calf or fawn to a belligerent lion, but he was not prepared for what he saw. In that instant his tiny searchlight, sharp and white, had shown him what a thousand years would not enable him to forget — a man, huge and blond, yellow-haired and yellow-bearded, naked except for soft-tanned moccasins and what seemed a goat-skin about his middle.Practically in the instant he saw all this, and while his scream still rang, the thing leaped, he flung his night-stick full at it, and threw himself to the ground. He felt its feet and shins strike against his ribs, and he bounded up and away while the thing itself hurled onward in a heavy crashing fall into the underbrush.As the noise of the fall ceased, the man stopped and on hands and knees waited. He could hear the thing moving about, searching for him, and he was afraid to advertise his location by attempting further flight.He had recovered his composure and hoped to get away without noise.Carefully, first feeling about him in the darkness to know that the full swing of his arm was clear, he raised the chunk of wood and threw it. It was not a large piece, and it went far, landing noisily in a bush. He heard the thing bound into the bush, and at the same time himself crawled steadily away. Never abating his caution, he stood erect and went on to the stone wall, over which he climbed and dropped down to the road outside.Feeling his way in a clump of bushes, he drew out a bicycle and prepared to mount. He did not wait for more, but ran, with hands on the handles of his bicycle, until he was able to vault astride the saddle, catch the pedals, and start a spurt. Behind he could hear the quick thud-thud of feet on the dust of the road, but he drew away from it and lost it. Unfortunately, he had started away from the direction of town and was heading higher up into the hills. The only way back was past that terror, and he could not steel himself to face it. For still greater safety, leaving the wheel by the roadside, he climbed through a fence into what he decided was a hillside pasture, spread a newspaper on the ground, and sat down.He was resolved not to face that road in the dark, and with head bowed on knees, he dozed, waiting for daylight.How long afterward he did not know, he was awakened by the yapping bark of a young coyote.Half asleep, he heard a wild and eery chant. Looking about him, he noticed that the coyote had ceased its noise and was running away along the crest of the hill, and behind it, in full pursuit, no longer chanting, ran the naked creature he had encountered in the garden.The terror was no longer between him and Mill Valley.He sped at a breakneck rate down the hill, but in the turn at the bottom, in the deep shadows, he encountered a chuck-hole and pitched headlong over the handle bar.He had seen the thing pursue the coyote, and he knew he had no chance on a straight run. He did not attempt it, contenting himself with hiding in the shadows on the off side of the road.The man waited a few wondering minutes,then started on.
HE is a very quiet, self-possessed sort of man, sitting a moment on top of the wall to sound the damp darkness for warnings of the dangers it might conceal. Without noise he climb to the top of the wall from the outside, and without noise he drop to the ground on the inside. From his pocket he have an electric night-stick, but he don’t use it. All about him he knows are these trees; he sense the loom of them everywhere; and he experience a strange feeling of microscopic smallness in the midst of great bulks leaning toward him to crush him. Beyond, he know, there is the house, and he expected to find some trail or winding path that would lead easily to it. His descending foot come down upon something that are soft and alive, and that arose with a snort under the weight of his body. In that instant his tiny searchlight, sharp and white, have shown him what a thousand years would not enable him to forget — a man, huge and blond, yellow-haired and yellow-bearded, naked except for soft-tanned moccasins and what seemed a goat-skin about his middle. Practically in the instant he saw all this, and while his scream still rang, the thing leaped, he flung his night-stick full at it, and threw himself to the ground. He felt its feet and shins strike against his ribs, and he bounded up and away while the thing itself hurled onward in a heavy crashing fall into the underbrush. When he listened he heard naught but the moaning wind and the drip-drip of the fog from the branches. Never abating his caution, he stood erect and went on to the stone wall, over which he climbed and dropped down to the road outside. Feeling his way in a clump of bushes, he drew out a bicycle and prepared to mount. How long afterward he did not know, he was awakened by the yapping bark of a young coyote. As he looked about and located it on the brow of the hill behind him, he noted the change that had come over the face of the night. And again he saw the thing that was like a naked man, running swiftly and lightly and singing as it ran. Opposite him it paused, and his heart stood still.
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ОтветитьУдалить1. What kind of person was he?
Удалить2. Where was the main character sitting?
3. Why was the wall that the man was sitting on wet?
4. Why did the man expect to find some trail or winding path that would lead easily to it?
5. What did he draw from his pocket?
6. How did the other man in the forest look like?
7. What animal did the man hear at the forest?
8. What did he draw out?
9. What did he say aloud, mopping the sweat and fog from his face?
10. Why did the man decide to hide and not to run straight?
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ОтветитьУдалить1)Where was the main character sitting?
2)Why did the man expect to find some trail or winding path that would lead easily to it?
3)Why did the man turn on his light?
4)What did the man see when he screamed out in terror?
5)How did the other man in the forest look like?
6)What pieces of clothes did the man have on?
7)What animal did the man hear at the forest?
8)In what way did the man get into the forest?
9)Why did the man decide to ride up the mountain?
10)Why did the man decide to hide and not to run straight?
He is a very quiet, self-possessed sort of man, sitting a moment on top of the wall to sound the damp darkness for warnings of the dangers it might conceal. Without noise he has climbed to the top of the wall from the outside, and without noise he has dropped to the ground on the inside. Carrying the night-stick in his hand, his finger on the button, he advance through the darkness. Soon he walk with his hand stretch out gropingly before him, and more than once the hand fetch up against the solid trunks of massive trees. Beyond, he know, is the house, and he expect to find some trail or winding path that will lead easily to it. Once, he found himself trapped. On every side he grope against trees and branches, or blunder into thickets of underbrush, until there seem no way out. Then he turn on his light, circumspectly, directing its rays to the ground at his feet. Slowly and carefully he move it about him, the white brightness showing in sharp detail all the obstacles to his progress. He can see, an opening between huge-trunked trees, and advanced through it, putting out the light and treading on dry footing as yet protected from the drip of the fog by the dense foliage overhead. His sense of direction is good, and he know he is going toward the house. And then the thing happen— the thing unthinkable and unexpected. He is prepare for anything, from a frightened calf or fawn to a belligerent lion, but he is not prepare for what he can see. He feel its feet and shins strike against his ribs, and he bound up and away while the thing itself hurl onward in a heavy crashing fall into the underbrush. He can hear the thing moving about, searching for him, and he afraid to advertise his location by attempting further flight. Several times he can hear the thing beating up the thickets for him, and there are moments when it, too, remain still and listen. This give an idea to the man. Carefully, first feeling about him in the darkness to know that the full swing of his arm is clear, he raise the chunk of wood and throw it. Feeling his way in a clump of bushes, he drew out a bicycle and prepare to mount. He is in the act of driving the gear around with his foot for the purpose of getting the opposite pedal in position, when he can hear the thud of a heavy body that land lightly and evidently on its feet. He does not wait for more, but run, with hands on the handles of his bicycle, until he could to vault astride the saddle, catch the pedals, and start a spurt. Behind he could hear the quick thud-thud of feet on the dust of the road, but he drew away from it and lost it. Unfortunately, he has started away from the direction of town and is heading higher up into the hills. He know that on this particular road there is no cross roads. The only way back is past that terror, and he could not steel himself to face it. At the end of half an hour, finding himself on an ever increasing grade, he dismount. For still greater safety, leaving the wheel by the roadside, he climb through a fence into what he decide is a hillside pasture, spread a newspaper on the ground, and sit down.
Looking about him, he notice that the coyote has ceased its noise and is running away along the crest of the hill, and behind it, in full pursuit, no longer chanting, run the naked creature he has encountered in the garden. It is a young coyote, and it is overtaken when the chase passed from view. He has seen the thing pursue the coyote, and he know he has no chance on a straight run. He does not attempt it, contenting himself with hiding in the shadows on the off side of the road. Opposite him it pause, and his heart stood still.
УдалитьHe was a very quiet, self-possessed sort of man, sitting a moment on top of the wall to sound the damp darkness for warnings of the dangers it might conceal.Without noise he had climbed to the top of the wall from the outside, and without noise he dropped to the ground on the inside. From his pocket he drew an electric night-stick, but he did not use it.Carrying the night-stick in his hand, his finger on the button, he advanced through the darkness.Beyond, he knew, was the house, and he expected to find some trail or winding path that would lead easily to it.
ОтветитьУдалитьHis sense of direction was good, and he knew he was going toward the house.And then the thing happened — the thing unthinkable and unexpected. His descending foot came down upon something that was soft and alive, and that arose with a snort under the weight of his body.Holding the night-stick before him, he pressed the button, saw, and screamed aloud in terror. He was prepared for anything, from a frightened calf or fawn to a belligerent lion, but he was not prepared for what he saw. In that instant his tiny searchlight, sharp and white, had shown him what a thousand years would not enable him to forget — a man, huge and blond, yellow-haired and yellow-bearded, naked except for soft-tanned moccasins and what seemed a goat-skin about his middle.Practically in the instant he saw all this, and while his scream still rang, the thing leaped, he flung his night-stick full at it, and threw himself to the ground. He felt its feet and shins strike against his ribs, and he bounded up and away while the thing itself hurled onward in a heavy crashing fall into the underbrush.As the noise of the fall ceased, the man stopped and on hands and knees waited. He could hear the thing moving about, searching for him, and he was afraid to advertise his location by attempting further flight.He had recovered his composure and hoped to get away without noise.
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ОтветитьУдалитьListening:
1. What is the atmosphere around him?
2. What happened after the man had found an opening between huge-trunked trees?
3. What did he see?
4. What pieces of clothes did the man have on?
5. Why did the man decide to raise the chunk of wood and throw a chunk of dead wood?
6. Where was he when climbed through a fence?
7. Why was he awakened?
8. What did he see when he looked about?
9. What was his decision?
10. What did the thing that was like a naked man do when the man examined tracks?
He was a very quiet, self-possessed sort of man, sitting a moment on top of the wall. Without noise he dropped to the ground on the inside. Carrying the night-stick in his hand, his finger on the button, he advanced through the darkness. Leaves and branches brushed against his body, but so dark was it that he could not avoid them. Soon he walked with his hand stretched out gropingly before him, and more than once the hand fetched up against the solid trunks of massive trees. Beyond, he knew, was the house, and he expected to find some trail or winding path that would lead easily to it. Once, he found himself trapped. Slowly and carefully he moved it about him, the white brightness showing in sharp detail all the obstacles to his progress. He saw, an opening between huge-trunked trees, and advanced through it, putting out the light and treading on dry footing as yet protected from the drip of the fog by the dense foliage overhead. And then the thing happened — the thing unthinkable and unexpected. His descending foot came down upon something that was soft and alive, and that arose with a snort under the weight of his body. He sprang clear, waited a moment, but the strain became unbearable. He was not prepared for what he saw - a man, huge and blond, yellow-haired and yellow-bearded, naked except for soft-tanned moccasins and what seemed a goat-skin about his middle. As the noise of the fall ceased, the man stopped and on hands and knees waited. He could hear the thing moving about, searching for him, and he was afraid to advertise his location by attempting further flight. Feeling his way in a clump of bushes, he drew out a bicycle and prepared to mount. Unfortunately, he had started away from the direction of town and was heading higher up into the hills. He knew that on this particular road there were no cross roads. For still greater safety, leaving the wheel by the roadside, he climbed through a fence into what he decided was a hillside pasture, spread a newspaper on the ground, and sat down. How long afterward he did not know, he was awakened by the yapping bark of a young coyote. The man trembled as with a chill as he started to his feet, clambered over the fence, and mounted his wheel. Shouldering the useless wheel, he trudged on. And again he saw the thing that was like a naked man, running swiftly and lightly and singing as it ran. Opposite him it paused, and his heart stood still. But instead of coming toward his hiding-place, it leaped into the air, caught the branch of a roadside tree, and swung swiftly upward, from limb to limb, like an ape. It swung across the wall, and a dozen feet above the top, into the branches of another tree, and dropped out of sight to the ground. The man waited a few wondering minutes, then started on.
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Лекция 15
ОтветитьУдалить1. Что подразумевается под внутрилингвистическим значением?
2. В какой форме передаются внутрилингвистические значения? Почему?
3. Почему сложнее передать лингвистическую единицу в литературной речи?
4. Нужно ли при переводе жертвовать референциальным значением слова?
5. Когда передача внутрилингвистических значений
единиц ИЯ становится необходимой?
6. Когда единицы языка становятся предметом высказывания?
7. Возможно ли сохранить при переводе рифму? Как?
8. Характера ли аллитерация для поэзии английского языка?
9. А для русского? Какие проблемы при переводе это создает?
10. На каком приеме построено большое количество фразеологических
единиц английского языка?
11. В чем состоит сложность при переводе игры слов?
12. Есть ли примеры удачно переведенной игры слов? За счет чего переводчик достиг успеха?
13. Что такое значимые фамилии?
14. Всегда ли стоит их переводить?
15. Когда особо важную роль передача внутрилингвистических значений играет
при переводе?
17. Что такое "заумь"?
18. Какую роль в процессе
перевода играет передача внутрилингвистических значений?
19. Есть ли в практике перевода какие-то "незыблемые" правила?
20. Когда допустимо несоблюдение грамматических норм языка при переводе?
1. Where was the main character sitting?
Удалить2. What kind of person was he?
3. Why did the man turn on his light?
4. What did he expected to find in the house?
5. Who did the main character encounter?
6. What did the man from the forest look like?
7. What was his first feeling about what was happened?
8. What did he draw out?
9. What did he say aloud, mopping the sweat and fog from his face?
10. Why did the man decide to hide and not to run straight?
He is a very quiet, self-possessed sort of man, sitting a moment on top of the wall to sound the damp darkness for warnings of the dangers it might conceal. Without noise he has climbed to the top of the wall from the outside, and without noise he has dropped to the ground on the inside. Carrying the night-stick in his hand, his finger on the button, he advance through the darkness. Soon he walk with his hand stretch out gropingly before him, and more than once the hand fetch up against the solid trunks of massive trees. Beyond, he know, is the house, and he expect to find some trail or winding path that will lead easily to it. Once, he found himself trapped. On every side he grope against trees and branches, or blunder into thickets of underbrush, until there seem no way out. Then he turn on his light, circumspectly, directing its rays to the ground at his feet. Slowly and carefully he move it about him, the white brightness showing in sharp detail all the obstacles to his progress. He can see, an opening between huge-trunked trees, and advanced through it, putting out the light and treading on dry footing as yet protected from the drip of the fog by the dense foliage overhead. His sense of direction is good, and he know he is going toward the house. And then the thing happen— the thing unthinkable and unexpected. He is prepare for anything, from a frightened calf or fawn to a belligerent lion, but he is not prepare for what he can see. He feel its feet and shins strike against his ribs, and he bound up and away while the thing itself hurl onward in a heavy crashing fall into the underbrush. He can hear the thing moving about, searching for him, and he afraid to advertise his location by attempting further flight. Several times he can hear the thing beating up the thickets for him, and there are moments when it, too, remain still and listen. This give an idea to the man. Carefully, first feeling about him in the darkness to know that the full swing of his arm is clear, he raise the chunk of wood and throw it. Feeling his way in a clump of bushes, he drew out a bicycle and prepare to mount. He is in the act of driving the gear around with his foot for the purpose of getting the opposite pedal in position, when he can hear the thud of a heavy body that land lightly and evidently on its feet. He does not wait for more, but run, with hands on the handles of his bicycle, until he could to vault astride the saddle, catch the pedals, and start a spurt. Behind he could hear the quick thud-thud of feet on the dust of the road, but he drew away from it and lost it. Unfortunately, he has started away from the direction of town and is heading higher up into the hills. He know that on this particular road there is no cross roads. The only way back is past that terror, and he could not steel himself to face it. At the end of half an hour, finding himself on an ever increasing grade, he dismount. For still greater safety, leaving the wheel by the roadside, he climb through a fence into what he decide is a hillside pasture, spread a newspaper on the ground, and sit down.
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