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Her Majesty’s Servants
CAVALRY HORSES
By the brand on my shoulder, the finest of tunes Is played by the Lancers, Hussars, and Dragoons,
And it’s sweeter than «Stables» or «Water» to me – The Cavalry Canter of «Bonnie Dundee»!
Then feed us and break us and handle and groom, And give us good riders and plenty of room,
And launch us in column of squadron and see The way of the war-horse to «Bonnie Dundee»!
SCREW-GUN MULES
As me and my companions were scrambling up a hill,
The path was lost in rolling stones, but we went forward still;
For we can wriggle and climb, my lads, and turn up everywhere,
Oh, it’s our delight on a mountain height, with a leg or two to spare!
Good luck to every sergeant, then, that lets us pick our road;
Bad luck to all the driver-men that cannot pack a load:
For we can wriggle and climb, my lads, and turn up everywhere,
Oh, it’s our delight on a mountain height, with a leg or two to spare!
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Rudyard Kipling
COMMISSARIAT CAMELS
We haven’t a camelty tune of our own To help us trollop along,
But every neck is a hair trombone (Rtt-ta-ta-ta! is a hair trombone!) And this our marching-song: Can’t! Don’t! Shan’t! Won’t!
Pass it along the line!
Somebody’s pack has slid from his back, Wish it were only mine!
Somebody’s load has tipped off in the road – Cheer for a halt and a row!
Urrr! Yarrh! Grr! Arrh! Somebody’s catching it now!
ALL THE BEASTS TOGETHER
Children of the Camp are we,
Serving each in his degree;
Children of the yoke and goad,
Pack and harness, pad and load.
See our line across the plain,
Like a heel-rope bent again,
Reaching, writhing, rolling far,
Sweeping all away to war!
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Her Majesty’s Servants
While the men that walk beside, Dusty, silent, heavy-eyed, Cannot tell why we or they March and suffer day by day. Children of the Camp are we, Serving each in his degree; Children of the yoke and goad, Pack and harness, pad and load!
End of the Project Gutenberg Edition
of Kipling’s Jungle Book
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DICTIONARY
Page 4 |
|
the mouth of the cave |
вход в пещеру |
cubs |
детеныши |
to despise |
презирать |
Page 5 |
|
rubbish heap |
куча мусора |
stiffly |
натянуто |
rejoicing in the mischief |
радуясь беде, |
that he had made |
которую накликал |
Page 6 |
|
thy |
твой |
thou hast done harm |
ты навредил |
Ye |
you |
gypsies |
Цыгане |
the Lame One |
хромой |
thicket |
чаща |
the valley |
долина |
Page 9 |
|
honor |
честь |
Head of the Pack |
вожак стаи |
hence |
убирайся |
goest |
вернешься |
camest |
отправишься |
dog’s den |
собачье логово |
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Page 10
to pant |
пыхтеть |
cunning |
хитрость |
Each dog barks in his |
На своем дворе |
own yard! |
всякая собака лает |
Page 13 |
|
reckless |
опрометчиво |
Page 14 |
|
clamor |
требование |
Page 15 |
|
breath |
вздох |
Page 16 |
|
burs |
колючки |
thine |
твой |
canst kill |
можешь охотиться |
thou art strong enough |
тебе по силам |
Page 18 |
|
wast brought |
был принесен |
Page 20 |
|
mayest have |
сможешь иметь |
plow |
плуг |
Page 21 |
|
plowed fields |
распаханные поля |
croplands |
поля |
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Page 24 |
|
clamore |
кричать |
Page 27 |
|
to hurt |
обижать, причинять боль |
Page 30 |
|
to gore |
бодать |
fubsy |
полно |
Page 36 |
|
coughings and howlings |
кашель и вой |
Page 38 |
|
swaying boughs |
качающиеся ветви |
Page 40 |
|
didst not warn |
не предостерег |
Page 41 |
|
uncoiling |
разматывание |
Page 45 |
|
thou wouldst know |
ты это знаешь |
Page 53 |
|
the yells and chatterings |
вопли и болтовня |
Page 56 |
|
derision and contempt |
насмешка и презрение |
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Page 58
that thou shouldst see чтобы тебе видеть
Page 67 |
|
thou mayest be cast out |
тебя могут прогнать |
Page 73 |
|
canst thou cut |
можешь ли ты |
the herd in two |
разделить стадо |
|
пополам |
Page 76 |
|
the torrent |
поток |
Page 151 |
|
convolvulus |
вьюнок |
Page 159 |
|
’neath |
сокр. от beneath |
Page 165 |
|
that’s quite another |
это совсем |
set of new shoes |
другое дело |
Page 172 |
|
betwixt and between |
ни то ни се |
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