Английский язык с Конаном-варваром
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alter [': lt], fleet [fli: t], crouched [kraut]
Conan snarled a savage curse and hurled his ax with ferocious will. But the thing glided on without altering its course. Indeed it was only a few instants' fleeting glimpse they had of it — a tall, shadowy thing of misty flame floating through the thickets. Then it was gone, and the forest crouched in breathless stillness.
With a snarl Conan plunged through the intervening foliage and into the trail (с рычанием Конан нырнул сквозь переплетающуюся листву /и/ на тропу). His profanity, as Balthus floundered after him, was lurid and impassioned (его богохульство = ругательство, когда Балтус потащился за ним, было угрожающим и пылким). The Cimmerian was standing over the litter on which lay the body of Tiberias (киммериец стоял над носилками, на которых лежало тело Тибериаса). And that body no longer possessed a head (и это тело больше не имело головы).
"Tricked us with its damnable caterwauling!" raved Conan, swinging his great sword about his head in his wrath (надул
foliage ['ful], lurid ['ljurd], longer ['l]
With a snarl Conan plunged through the intervening foliage and into the trail. His profanity, as Balthus floundered after him, was lurid and impassioned. The Cimmerian was standing over the litter on which lay the body of Tiberias. And that body no longer possessed a head.
"Tricked us with its damnable caterwauling!" raved Conan, swinging his great sword about his head in his wrath. "I might have known! I might have guessed a trick! Now there'll be five heads to decorate Zogar's altar."
"But what thing is it that can cry like a woman and laugh like a devil (но что за тварь это, что может кричать, как женщина, и смеяться, как демон), and shines like witch-fire (и /при этом/ светится, как колдовской огонь) as it glides through the trees (когда оно скользит сквозь деревья)?" gasped Balthus, mopping the sweat from his pale face (выдохнул Балтус, вытирая пот со своего бледного лица).
"A swamp devil," responded Conan morosely (болотный демон, — ответил Конан угрюмо). "Grab those poles (хватай эти палки). We'll take in the body, anyway (мы заберем тело, так или иначе). At least our load's a bit lighter (по крайней мере, наш груз немного легче)."
With which grim philosophy he gripped the leathery loop and stalked down the trail (с каковой = такой мрачной философией = мрачным умозаключением он схватил кожаную петлю и зашагал по тропе).
devil [devl], shine [an], loop [lu: p]
"But what thing is it that can cry like a woman and laugh like a devil, and shines like witch-fire as it glides through the trees?" gasped Balthus, mopping the sweat from his pale face.
"A swamp devil," responded Conan morosely. "Grab those poles. We'll take in the body, anyway. At least our load's a bit lighter."
With which grim philosophy he gripped the leathery loop and stalked down the trail.
2. The Wizard of Gwawela
(Колдун из Гвавелы)
Fort Tuscelan stood on the eastern bank of Black River, the tides of which washed the foot of the stockade (форт Тусцелан стоял на восточном берегу Черной реки, потоки которой омывали подножие частокола). The latter was of logs, as were all the buildings within (последний был из бревен, так же были = так же как и все здания внутри него), including the donjon (to dignify it by that appellation) (включая донжон (чтобы облагородить его таким названием)), in which were the governor's quarters, overlooking the stockade and the sullen river (в котором были = было жилье губернатора, выходящее на частокол и зловещую реку; to overlook — выходить на, возвышаться над). Beyond that river lay a huge forest, which approached jungle-like density along the spongy shores (за этой рекой лежал огромный лес, который приближался к плотности, как у джунглей = был густой, как джунгли вдоль вязких берегов; sponge — губка). Men paced the runways along the log parapet day and night, watching that dense green wall (люди расхаживали /по/ помостам вдоль бревенчатого парапета днем и ночью, наблюдая /за/ этой плотной зеленой стеной). Seldom a menacing figure appeared (/весьма/ редко появлялась угрожающая фигура), but the sentries knew that they too were watched (но часовые знали, что они были наблюдаемы = за ними наблюдают тоже), fiercely, hungrily, with the mercilessness of ancient hate (люто, жадно, с беспощадностью древней ненависти). The forest beyond the river might seem desolate and vacant of life to the ignorant eye (лес за рекой, возможно, казался необитаемым и лишенным жизни несведущему глазу), but life teemed there, not alone of bird and beast and reptile, but also of men, the fiercest of all the hunting beasts (но жизнь кишела там, не только птиц и зверей и рептилий, но и людей, самых свирепых из всех охотящихся = хищных зверей).
quarter ['kw: t], dense [dens], hate [het]
Fort Tuscelan stood on the eastern bank of Black River, the tides of which washed the foot of the stockade. The latter was of logs, as were all the buildings within, including the donjon (to dignify it by that appellation), in which were the governor's quarters, overlooking the stockade and the sullen river. Beyond that river lay a huge forest, which approached jungle-like density along the spongy shores. Men paced the runways along the log parapet day and night, watching that dense green wall. Seldom a menacing figure appeared, but the sentries knew that they too were watched, fiercely, hungrily, with the mercilessness of ancient hate. The forest beyond the river might seem desolate and vacant of life to the ignorant eye, but life teemed there, not alone of bird and beast and reptile, but also of men, the fiercest of all the hunting beasts.
There, at the fort, civilization ended (там,
reign [ren], spear [sp], skull [skl]
There, at the fort, civilization ended. Fort Tuscelan was the last outpost of a civilized world; it represented the westernmost thrust of the dominant Hyborian races. Beyond the river the primitive still reigned in shadowy forests, brush- thatched huts where hung the grinning skulls of men, and mud-walled enclosures where fires flickered and drums rumbled, and spears were whetted in the hands of dark, silent men with tangled black hair and the eyes of serpents. Those eyes often glared through bushes at the fort across the river. Once dark-skinned men had built their huts where that fort stood, yes, and their huts had risen where now stood the fields and log cabins of fair-haired settlers, back beyond Velitrium, that raw, turbulent frontier town on the banks of Thunder River, to the shores of that other river that bounds the Bossonian marches. Traders had come, and priests of Mitra who walked with bare feet and empty hands, and died horribly, most of them; but soldiers had followed, men with axes in their hands and women and children in ox- drawn wains. Back to Thunder River, and still back, beyond Black River, the aborigines had been pushed, with slaughter and massacre. But the dark-skinned people did not forget that once Conajohara had been theirs.
The guard inside the eastern gate bawled a challenge (охранник в восточных воротах проорал требование сказать пароль; challenge — вызов /на поединок, дуэль/; требование сказать пароль). Through a barred aperture torchlight flickered (через огражденное решеткой окошечко мигнул свет факела), glinting on a steel headpiece and suspicious eyes beneath it (отражаясь на стальном шлеме и подозрительных глазах под ним).
"Open the gate," snorted Conan (открой ворота, — фыркнул Конан). "You see it's I, don't you (ты видишь, это я, не так ли)?"