Intonation (in the written speech the intonation patterns are established via punctuation). V.A.Kuharenko, pp. 63-66; л.П. Єфімов, “Miscellaneous remarks on punctuation” с.37-45.

1 ."Why doesn't he have his shirt on?" the child asks distinct

ly.

"I don't know," her mother says. "I suppose he thinks he has a nice chest."

"Is that his boo-zim?" Joyce asks.

"No, darling: only ladies have bosom" (J. Updike).

"Ah canna see her changin' her mind so quickly. In fack, Ah never thought she'd change her mind" (S. Chaplin).

2. "customary procedure" - "crustymoney pro-seedcake"; "selly-brated", "benny-violent" (benevolent), "illygitmit" (illegitima­te). "ockepied" (occupied), "dawter" (daughter), "rane" (rain), "kum" (come)

3. "My daddy's coming to-morrow on a nairplane" (= an airplane) (D. Salinger)

"'It's a ninseck' (= an insect), the girl said" (H. Lee).

4. "Speaknubout prices" = speaking about prices; "jiver" = did you ever; "pleasmeech" = pleased to meet you; "Snoway talkcher father" = it is no way to talk to father.

5. У каждого из знаменитых персонажей Уолта Диснея есть своя фонетическая метка: Койот по-британски растягивает "а"; Дональд Утенок шепелявит и говорит "thaid" вместо "said", "thome" вместо "some"; Кролик заменяет долгий гласный дифтонгом и произносит "woild" (world), "boid" (bird), "foist" (first); Цыпленок не может выговорить "г" и пользуется зву­ком "w" — "fweezing" (freezing), "fwom" (from).

6. "c-c-c-c-c-com-ing", "c-c-c-c-case", "b-b-b-b-bas-tud".

7. «Мать была из низовских, из-под Братска, где цо­кают и шипят: „крыноцка с молоцком на полоцке", „лешу у наш много, живой морож"». В. Распутин «Живи и пом­ни»

8. Не spoke with the flat ugly "a" and withered "r" of Boston Irish, and Levy looked up at him and mimicked, "All right, I'll give the caaads a break and staaat playing" (N. Mailer).

9. «Варенуха проделал все, что полагается челове­ку в минуты великого изумления. Он и по кабинету пробе­жался, и дважды вздымал руки, как распятый, и выпил це­лый стакан желтоватой воды из графина, и восклицал: — Не понимаю! Не понимаю! Не по-ни-маю» (М. Булгаков).

10. "Help! Help! HELP!" he shouted (A. Huxley).

"He called it a helmet, though it certainly looked much more like a saucepan" (L. Carroll).

«11. Чело-волки» А. Вознесенского, «торшерство», «кабычегоневышлисты» Е. Евтушенко, "toing and froing" 4. Диккенса, "unbeautiful" И. Шоу, "otherness" Дж. Брейна, «непроходимцы-мимо» Л. Лиходеева, «орангутангел» В. Маяковского, «дребеденьги» К. Чуковского, "Dreamerica" А. Бернса, "the chickenest-hearted man" 4. Диккенса, «НИИКАВО» (научно-исследовательский институт кабалистики и ворожбы) и «НИИЧАВО» (научно-ис­следовательский институт чародейства и волшебства) Стругац­ких.

12. "Militant feminists grumble that history is exactly what it says,— His-story, and not Her-story at all" (J. Robinson).

13. "Не wished she would not look at him in this new way. For things were changing, something was changing now, this minute, just when he thought they would never change again, just when he found a way to live in that changelessness" (R. P. Warren).

14. "There was then a calling over of names, and great work of singeing, sealing, stamping, inking and sanding, with exceedingly blurred, gritty and undecipherable results" (Ch. Dickens).

15. "What's done, can't be undone" (W. Shakespeare); "Once you've learned a lesson, it's hard to unlearn it" (E. O'Neil); "She was waiting for something to happen. Or for everything to unhappen" {T. Howard).

16. в романе Дж. Барта "Giles Goat-Boy" находим "hopelesshood", "commence-domship", "gratituditynesshoodshipsy".

17. "Should, anerous, enthroprose call homovirtue, duin-nafear!" (J. Joyce).

18. "Babbitt's spectacles had huge, circular frameless lenses of the very best glass; the earpieces were thin bars of gold. In them... his head suddenly appeared not babyish but weighty, he was the modern business man!" (S. Lewis).

19. "There is only the flow of the motor between the you which you have just left in one place and the you which you will be when you get to the other place" (R. P. Warren)

20. "The blue of the eyes was pale and washed out like the blue of the shirt" (R. P. Warren). "On the left bank of the stream to the west, reared the bluffs, sometimes showing the gray of lime-stone" (R. P. Warren)."Не could see only the white of the beach and the curve of the shore" (E. Hemingway).

"We regarded the new shower curtain. It had two col­ours, a red and a yellow. The red the red of red cabbage, the yellow the yellow of yellow beans" (D. Barthelme).

21. "Не started the mo­tor with a rope pull, which brought on memories of outboard motors on mountain lakes in the long ago" (J. Cheever). "She knew, all at once, what her life was. It was a going away" (R. P. Warren).

22. "An American Tragedy", A Farewell to Arms"

23. "Не believed he was safe". (T. Morrison, “Tar Baby”);

“When he finished packing, he walked out on to the third-floor porch of the barracks brushing the dust from his hands...” (J. Jones);

"She was helping the other girls of the village...” (I. Stone “The Greek Treasure”)

24. "They buried the old man on a hill and said some words over him, and unloaded the car and had something to eat, because there was food in the kitchen; and they did nothing for three days but fix the house and look at the land and lie in the good beds, and then look at one another in surprise that all this was happening this way, and their stomachs were full and there was even a cigar for him to smoke in the evenings" (R. Bradbury. The Scythe).

25. "a pale, worried pencil of a man" (J. O'Hara); "mean, modern and pretentious suburbs" (J. Joyce).

26. "Their thick lips were walls" (Sh. Anderson); "His lips were bloodless. The iron teeth of confinement and privation had been slowly filing them down for twenty years" (Ch. Dickens); "Laughter played around his lips" (Ch. Dickens); "The rosebuds of her lips" (Th. Hardy);

27. The car eased into the road"; "He extricated himself from the bedclothes"; "the shoes squished the mud"; "she came to fling out a pan of water"

28. «Глокая куздра штеко будланула бокра и кудрячит бокренка».

29. "Не struck his fist on the table. Hard" (S. Chaplin. The Watchers and the Watched).

30. "Yet at least he (Mucho) believed in the cars. Maybe to excess: how could he not, seeing people poorer than him come in, Negro, Mexican, cracker, a parade seven days a week, bringing the most Godawful of trade-ins: motorized, metal extensions of themselves, of their families and what their whole lives must be like, out there so naked for anybody, a stranger like himself, to look at, frame cockeyed, rusty underneath Tiender repainted in a shade just off enough to depress the value, if not Mucho himself, inside smelling hope­lessly of children, supermarket booze, two, sometimes three genera­tions of cigarette smokers, or only of dust — and when the cars were swept out you had to look at the actual residue of these lives, and there was no way of telling what things had been truly refused (when so little he supposed came by that out of fear most of it had to be taken and kept) and what had simply (perhaps tragically) been lost: clipped coupons promising savings of 5 to 10 cents, trading stamps, pink flyers advertising specials at the markets, butts, tooth-shy combs, help-wanted ads, Yellow Pages torn from the phone book, rags of old underwear or dresses that were already period cos­tumes, for wiping your own breath off the inside of a windshield with so you could see whatever it was, a movie, a woman, or car you coveted, a cop who might pull you over just for drill, all the bits and pieces coated uniformly, like a salad of despair, in a gray dressing of ash, condensed exhaust, dust, body wastes — it made him sick to look, but he had to look" (T. Pynchon. The Crying of Lot 49).

31. "When the shooting started, he had clapped this helmet on his head so hard it banged his head as though he had been hit with a casserole and, in the last lung-aching, leg-dead, mouth-dry, bullet-spatting, bullet-cracking, bullet-singing run up the final slope of the hill after his horse was killed, the helmet had seemed to weigh a great amount and to ring his bursting forehead with an iron band. But he had kept it" (E. Hemingway. For Whom the Bell Tolls).

32. "I am, he thought, a part of all that I have touched and that has touched me, which, having for me no existence save that I gave to it, became other than itself by being mixed with what I then was, and is now still otherwise, having fused with what I now am, which is itself a cumulation of what I have been becoming" (K. Wolfe. Look Homeward, Angel).

33.   The most beautiful place! It is quite alone standing well back from the road, quite three miles from the village. It makes me think of English places that you read about, for there are hedges and walls and gates that lock, and lots of separate little houses for the gardeners and people.         There is a delicious garden! I never saw such a garden--large and shady, full of box-bordered paths, and lined with long grape-covered arbors with seats under them.         There were greenhouses, too, but they are all broken now.         There was some legal trouble, I believe, something about the heirs and coheirs; anyhow, the place has been empty for years (Ch. Perkins Gilman).