Перекладіть, виділіть та визначте тропи та фігури, тип строфи та рими

Актуалізуйте знання, отримані на лекціях та семінарах. Виділіть тропи та фігури, визначте тип рими у творах Р. Фроста та В. Шекспіра. Зверніть увагу на особливості художнього перекладу.

Проаналізуйте вірш Е.По „Ельдорадо”. Актуалізуйте знання, отримані на лекціях та семінарах(ключові терміни виділені жирним шрифтом).Дайте відповіді на запитання та виконайте завдання.

Проаналізуйте вірш Е.По „Дзвони”. Актуалізуйте знання, отримані на лекціях та семінарах (ключові терміни виділені жирним шрифтом). Дайте відповіді на запитання та виконайте завдання.

Прочитайте уривок з роману О. Вайлда „Портрет Доріна Грея”. Актуалізуйте знання, отримані на лекціях та семінарах (ключові терміни виділені жирним шрифтом). Дайте відповіді на запитання та виконайте завдання.

Прочитайте уривок з роману С. Моема „Театр”. Актуалізуйте знання, отримані на лекціях та семінарах (ключові терміни виділені жирним шрифтом). Дайте відповіді на запитання та виконайте завдання.

ЗАВДАННЯ ДЛЯ САМОСТІЙНОГО ВИКОНАННЯ ПІДВИЩЕНОЇ СКЛАДНОСТІ

1. Прочитайте уривок з роману С. Моема „Театр”. Актуалізуйте знання, отримані на лекціях та семінарах (ключові терміни виділені жирним шрифтом). Дайте відповіді на запитання та виконайте завдання.

1. Дайте визначення роману. Вкажіть його жанрові ознаки.

2. Визначте засоби психологізму в наведеному уривку.

3. Вкажіть функції інтер`єру та речового оточення героїв. Доведіть, що предмети мають характеротворче значення.

4. Як в наведеному уривку відбувається поєднання авторської оповіді та мови героїні? Для чого автор використовує таке поєднання?

„Julia with half an ear listened to the list Margery read out and, though she knew the room so well, idly looked about her. It was a very proper room for the manager of a first-class theatre. The walls had been panelled (at cost price) by a good decorator and on them hung en­gravings of theatrical pictures by Zoffany and de Wilde. The armchairs were large and comfortable. Michael sat in a heavily carved Chippendale chair, a reproduction but made by a well-known firm, and his Chippendale table, with heavy ball and claw feet, was immensely solid. On it stood in a massive silver frame a photograph of herself and to balance it a photograph of Roger, their son. Between these was a magnificent silver ink-stand that she had herself given him on one of his birthdays and behind it a rack in red morocco, heavily gilt, in which he kept his private paper in case he wanted to write a letter in his own hand. The paper bore the address, Siddons Theatre, and the envelope his crest, a boar's head with the motto underneath: Nemo me impune Jacessit A bunch of yellow tulips in a silver bowl, which he had got through winning the theatrical golf tournament three times running, showed Margery's care. Julia gave her a reflective glance. Notwithstanding her cropped perox­ide hair and her heavily-painted lips she had the neutral look that marks the perfect secretary. She had been with Michael for five years. In that time she must have got to know him inside and out. Julia wondered if she could be such a fool as to be in love with him”.

1. Дайте визначення жанру психологічного роману.

2. Порівняйте особливості внутрішнього та зовнішнього мовлення героїні. Які риси характеру Джулії виявляються при зіставленні?

3. Вкажіть функції інтер`єру та речового оточення героїв.

4. Як в даному епізоді розкривається характер Майкла? Що в більшій мірі сприяє розкриттю його характеру – самохарактеристика чи авторські зауваження?

5. Що є провідним засобом психологізму в наведеному фрагменті?

„Julia talked very differently to herself and to other people: when she talked to herself her language was racy. She inhaled the first whiff of her cigarette with delight. It was really rather wonderful, when you came to think of it, that just to have lunch with her and talk to her for three quarters of an hour, perhaps, could make a man quite important in his own scrubby little circle.

The young man forced himself to make a remark

"What a stunning room this is."

She gave him the quick, delightful smile, with a slight lift of her fine eyebrows, which he must often have seen her give on the stage.

"I'm so glad you like it." Her voice was rather low and ever so slightly hoarse. You would have thought his ob­servation had taken a weight off her mind. "We think in the family that Michael has such perfect taste."

Michael gave the room a complacent glance.

"I've had a good deal of experience. I always design the sets myself for our plays. Of course, I have a man to do the rough work for me, but the ideas are mine."

They had moved into that house two years before, and he knew, and Julia knew, that they had put it into the hands of an expensive decorator when they were going on tour, and he had agreed to have it completely ready for them, at cost price in return for the work they promised him in the theatre, by the time they came back. But it was unnecessary to impart such tedious details to a young man whose name even they did not know. The house was furnished in extremely good taste, with a ju­dicious mixture of the antique and the modern, and Michael was right when he said that it was quite obvi­ously a gentleman's house. Julia, however, had insisted that she must have her bedroom as she liked, and having had exactly the bedroom that pleased her in the old house in Regent's Park which they had occupied since the end of the war she brought it over bodily. The bed and the dressing-table were upholstered in pink silk, the chaise-longue and the armchair in Nattier blue; over the bed there were fat little gilt cherubs who dangled a lamp with a pink shade, and fat little gilt cherubs swarmed all round the mirror on the dressing-table. On satinwood tables were signed photographs, richly framed, of actors and actresses and members of the royal family. The decorator had raised his supercilious eye­brows, but it was the only room in the house in which Julia felt completely at home. She wrote her letters at a satinwood desk, seated on a gilt Hamlet stool”.

1. Дайте жанрове визначення роману. Вкажіть особливості оповіді в романі.

2. За допомогою яких засобів психологізму відтворюється внутрішній стан Доріана у наведеному уривку?

3. Як поєднується авторське мовлення з внутрішнім мовленням героя у даному фрагменті? Чи сприяє це поєднання розкриттю душевних переживань персонажа?

4. Які слова можна вважати лейтмотивними в даному уривку?

„A new life! That was what he wanted. That was what he was waiting for. Surely he had begun it already. He had spared one innocent thing, at any rate. He would never again tempt innocence. He would be good.

As he thought of Hetty Merton, he began to wonder if the portrait in the locked room had changed. Surely it was not still so horrible as it had been? Perhaps if his life became pure, he would be able to expel every sign of evil passion from the face. Perhaps the signs of evil had already gone away. He would go and look.

He took the lamp from the table and crept upstairs. As he unbarred the door a smile of joy flitted across his strangely young-looking face and lingered for a moment about his lips. Yes, he would be good, and the hideous thing that he had hidden away would no longer be a terror to him. He felt as if the load had been lifted from him already.

He went in quietly, locking the door behind him, as was his custom, and dragged the purple hanging from the portrait. A cry of pain and indignation broke from him. He could see no change, save that in the eyes there was a look of cunning, and in the mouth the curved wrinkle of the hypocrite. The thing was still loathsome – more loath-some, if possible, than before – and the scarlet dew that spotted the hand seemed brighter, and more like blood newly spilt. Then he trembled. Had it been merely vanity that had made him do his one good deed? Or the desire for a new sensation, as Lord Henry had hinted, with his mocking laugh? Or that passion to act a part that some­times makes us do things finer than we are ourselves? Or, perhaps, all these? And why was the red stain larger than it had been? It seemed to have crept like a horrible disease over the wrinkled fingers. There was blood on the painted feet, as though the thing had dripped – blood even on the hand that had not held the knife. Confess? Did it mean that he was to confess? To give himself up, and be put to death? He laughed. He felt that the idea was monstrous. Besides, even if he did confess, who would believe him? There was no trace of the murdered man anywhere. Every­thing belonging to him had been destroyed. He himself had burned what had been below-stairs. The world would simply say that he was mad. They would shut him up if he persisted in his story.... Yet it was his duty to confess, to suffer public shame, and to make public atonement. There was a God who called upon men to tell their sins to earth as well as to heaven. Nothing that he could do would cleanse him till he had told his own sin. His sin? He shrugged his shoulders. The death of Basil Hallward seemed very little to him. He was thinking of Hetty Merton. For it was an unjust mirror, this mirror of his soul that he was looking at. Vanity? Curiosity? Hypocrisy? Had there been nothing more in his renunciation than that? There had been some­thing more. At least he thought so. But who could tell?... No. There had been nothing more. Through vanity he had spared her. In hypocrisy he had worn the mask of goodness. For curiosity's sake he had tried the denial of self. He recognised that now”.

1.Як звукопис передає мелодію дзвіночків у словах, що римуються? Які звуки створюють настрій першої частини вірша?

2. Що в більшій мірі передає радісний настрій – смислова наповненість слів чи звукопис? Яка роль рефрену – останнього рядка?

3. Якими лексичними засобами передається відчуття щастя у другій частині вірша?

4. Яку думку і які почуття передають слова terror (жах), startled (зляканий), affright (страх), despair (відчай), horror (жах, відраза), danger (небезпека)? В яких споляченнях ці слова з`являються? Чи зрозуміло, що викликає ці думки й почуття?

5. Які картини переважають у третій частині – звукові чи зорові?

6. Якою є функція дзвонів у відтворенні містичного змісту часу?

I
”Hear the sledges with the bells -
Silver bells!
What a world of merriment their melody foretells!
How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle,
In the icy air of night!
While the stars that oversprinkle
All the heavens seem to twinkle
With a crystalline delight;
Keeping time, time, time,
In a sort of Runic rhyme,
To the tintinnabulation that so musically wells
From the bells, bells, bells, bells,
Bells, bells, bells -
From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells.
II
Hear the mellow wedding bells -
Golden bells!
What a world of happiness their harmony foretells!
Through the balmy air of night
How they ring out their delight!
From the molten-golden notes,
And all in tune,
What a liquid ditty floats
To the turtle-dove that listens, while she gloats
On the moon!
Oh, from out the sounding cells
What a gush of euphony voluminously wells!
How it swells!
How it dwells
On the Future! -how it tells
Of the rapture that impels
To the swinging and the ringing
Of the bells, bells, bells,
Of the bells, bells, bells, bells,
Bells, bells, bells -
To the rhyming and the chiming of the bells!
III
Hear the loud alarum bells -
Brazen bells!
What a tale of terror, now, their turbulency tells!
In the startled ear of night
How they scream out their affright!
Too much horrified to speak,
They can only shriek, shriek,
Out of tune,
In a clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire,
In a mad expostulation with the deaf and frantic fire,
Leaping higher, higher, higher,
With a desperate desire,
And a resolute endeavor
Now -now to sit or never,
By the side of the pale-faced moon.
Oh, the bells, bells, bells!
What a tale their terror tells
Of despair!
How they clang, and clash, and roar!
What a horror they outpour
On the bosom of the palpitating air!
Yet the ear it fully knows,
By the twanging
And the clanging,
How the danger ebbs and flows;
Yet the ear distinctly tells,
In the jangling
And the wrangling,
How the danger sinks and swells,
By the sinking or the swelling in the anger of the bells -
Of the bells,
Of the bells, bells, bells, bells,
Bells, bells, bells -
In the clamor and the clangor of the bells!
IV
Hear the tolling of the bells -
Iron bells!
What a world of solemn thought their monody compels!
In the silence of the night,
How we shiver with affright
At the melancholy menace of their tone!
For every sound that floats
From the rust within their throats
Is a groan.
And the people - ah, the people -
They that dwell up in the steeple,
All alone,
And who tolling, tolling, tolling,
In that muffled monotone,
Feel a glory in so rolling
On the human heart a stone -
They are neither man nor woman -
They are neither brute nor human -
They are Ghouls:
And their king it is who tolls;
And he rolls, rolls, rolls,
Rolls
A paean from the bells!
And his merry bosom swells
With the paean of the bells!
And he dances, and he yells;
Keeping time, time, time,
In a sort of Runic rhyme,
To the paean of the bells,
Of the bells -
Keeping time, time, time,
In a sort of Runic rhyme,
To the throbbing of the bells,
Of the bells, bells, bells -
To the sobbing of the bells;
Keeping time, time, time,
As he knells, knells, knells,
In a happy Runic rhyme,
To the rolling of the bells,
Of the bells, bells, bells -
To the tolling of the bells,
Of the bells, bells, bells, bells,
Bells, bells, bells -
To the moaning and the groaning of the bells”.

1. Що символізує Ельдорадо в поезії Е. По?

2. Визначте специфіку композиції вірша. Яку роль відіграє принцип градації?

3. Сформулюйте ідею твору, загальнолюдський зміст вірша.

„Gaily bedight,
A gallant knight,
In sunshine and in shadow,
Had journeyed long,
Singing a song,
In search of Eldorado.

But he grew old-
This knight so bold-
And o'er his heart a shadow
Fell as he found
No spot of ground
That looked like Eldorado.

And, as his strength
Failed him at length,
He met a pilgrim shadow-
"Shadow," said he,
"Where can it be-
This land of Eldorado?"

"Over the Mountains
Of the Moon,
Down the Valley of the Shadow,
Ride, boldly ride,"
The shade replied-
"If you seek for Eldorado!"

ПІЩАНІ ДЮНИ Морська хвиля зелена й волога, Але там, де вона затиха, Піднялася немовби облога, Хвиля інша, що жовта й суха. Насуває то море на сушу, Щоб рибальське містечко накрить, Поховати в піску людські душі, Що йому не вдалося втопить. Може, море грунтовно і знає Береги свої, бухти і дно, Та коли отаке затіває, То не знає людини воно. Не шкода їй потоплених шлюпок, Навіть хат, що заніс пісковій, Бо чим менше в душі шкаралупок, Тим живеться привільніше їй. (Переклад В. Кикоть)

SAND DUNES Sea waves are green and wet, But up from where they die Rise others vaster yet, And those are brown and dry. They are the sea made land To come at the fisher town And bury in solid sand The men she could not drown. She may know cove and cape, But she does not know mankind If by any change of shape She hopes to cut off mind. Men left her a ship to sink: They can leave her a hut as well; And be but more free to think For the one more cast-off shell.

Немов непідготовлений актор, Що у страху виходить поза ролю, Чи той шаленець, що зірвався з шор, Де надмір почуттів дасть серцю волю, — Так я, в страху за себе, і забув Готову церемонію кохання Та й силу почуттів моїх пригнув Перезаряд від мого залицяння. То ж хай мої книжки всю красномовність, Всі почування мовчазного серця, Що від кохання втратило тактовність, Розкажуть більше, ніж язик дотерся. Учись читать про мовчазне кохання: Очима чути — дотеп відчування. (Переклад О. Тарнавського)

As an unperfect actor on the stage, Who with his fear is put besides his part, Or some fierce thing replete with too much rage, Whose strength's abundance weakens his own heart; So I, for fear of trust, forget to say The perfect ceremony of love's rite, And in mine own love's strength seem to decay, O'ercharg'd with burden of mine own love's might. O, let my books be then the eloquence And dumb presagers of my speaking breast, Who plead for love, and look for recompense, More than that tongue that more hath more express'd. O, learn to read what silent love hath writ: To hear with eyes belongs to love's fine wit.

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