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I. Используя англо-русский словарь, приведите русские соответствия английским глаголам, обозначающим крики животных и некоторых птиц.

beetles

drone

foxes

yelp, bark

lions

growl, roar

frogs

croack

cattle

low

hens

cluck, cackle

doves

coo

cocks

crow

geese

cackle, hiss

seagulls

scream

ducks

quack

pigs

grunt, squeal

wolves

howl

sheep

bleat

dogs

yelp, bark, whine

horses

neigh, snort, whinny

crickets

chirp

elephant

trumpet

camels

grunt

crows

caw

bulls

bellow

bees

hum, buzz

bears

growl

birds

sing, twitter

cats, kittens

mew, purr

asses

bray

hyenas

laugh

turkeys

gobble

snakes

hiss

larks

sing, warble

II. Переведите тексты на английский/русский язык. Предложите варианты передачи звукоподражаний. Прокомментируйте используемые переводческие приемы.

A. Вот однажды, гуляя по лесу, Пух вышел на полянку. На полянке рос высокий-превысокий дуб, а на самой верхушке этого дуба кто-то громко жужжал: жжжжжж!

Винни-Пух сел на траву под деревом, обхватил голову лапами и стал думать.

Сначала он подумал так: «Это – жжжжж – неспроста! Зря никто жужжать не станет. Само дерево жужжать не может. Значит, кто-то тут жужжит. А зачем тебе жужжать, если ты – не пчела? По-моему, так!» Потом он еще подумал-подумал и сказал про себя:

— А зачем на свете пчелы? Для того, чтобы делать мед! Помоему, так!

И тут он поднялся и сказал:

— А зачем на свете мед? Для того, чтобы я его ел! По-моему, так, а не иначе!

И с этими словами он полез на дерево. (Б. Заходер)

B. University Days

Another course that I didn't like, but somehow managed to pass was economics. I went to that class straight from the botany class, which didn't help me any in understanding either subject. I used to get them mixed up. But not as another student in my economics class who came there direct from a physics laboratory. He was a tackle on the football team, named Brown. At that time Ohio State University had one of the best football teams in the country, and Brown was one of its outstanding stars. In order to have the right to play it was necessary for him to keep up in his studies, a very difficult matter, for while he was not dumber than an ox he was not any smarter. Most of his professors were lenient and helped him along. None gave him more hints in answering questions, or asked him simpler ones than the economics professor, a thin, timid man named Bassum. One day we were on the subject of transportation and distribution, it came Brown's turn to answer a question. “Name one means of transportation,” the professor said to him. No light came into the fellow's eyes. “Just any means of transportation,” said the professor. Brown sat staring at him. “That is,” pursued the professor, “any medium, agency, or method of going from one place to another. Brown had the look of a man who is being led into a trap. “You may choose among steam, horse-drawn or electrically propelled vehicles,” said the instructor. “I might suggest the one commonly taken in making long journeys across land." There was a profound silence in which everybody moved uneasily, including Brown and Mr. Bassum. Mr. Bassum suddenly broke the silence in an amazing manner. “Choo-choo-choo,” he said, in a low voice, and turned instantly scarlet. He glanced appealingly around the room. All of us, of course, shared Mr. Bassum's desire that Brown should stay abreast of the class in economics, for the Illinois game, one of the hardest and most important of the season, was only a week off. “Toot, toot, too-tooooooooooooot!” some student with a deep voice moaned, and we all looked encouragingly at Brown.

Somebody else gave a fine imitation of a locomotive letting off steam. Mr. Bassum himself rounded the little show. “Ding, ding, ding,” he said, hopefully. Brown was staring at the floor now, trying to think, his great brow furrowed, his huge hands rubbing together, his face red. “How did you come to college this year, Mr. Brown?” asked the professor. “Chuffa chuffa, chuffa chuffa.” “My father sent me,” said the football player. “What on?” asked Bassum. “I got a allowance,” said the football player, in a low, husky voice, obviously embarrassed. “No, no,” said Bassum. “Name a means of transportation. What did you ride in?” “Train,” said Brown. “Quite right,” said the professor.