Английский язык с Джеромом К. Джеромом. Трое в лодке, не считая собаки (ASCII-IPA) - Jerome Jerome

"Not a bit of it (ничего подобного: «ни кусочка этого»). Serve `em all jolly well right, and I'd go and sing comic songs on the ruins (/я/ бы поступил с ними вполне хорошо = так им и надо, и я бы спел /еще/ комическую песню на развалинах; jolly well — вполне; непременно, конечно; to serve — служить, обслуживать; обходиться с)."

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Where it is really the owners that are to blame, they ought to be shown up. The selfishness of the riparian proprietor grows with every year. If these men had their way they would close the river Thames altogether. They actually do this along the minor tributary streams and in the backwaters. They drive posts into the bed of the stream, and draw chains across from bank to bank, and nail huge notice-boards on every tree. The sight of those notice-boards rouses every evil instinct in my nature. I feel I want to tear each one down, and hammer it over the head of the man who put it up, until I have killed him, and then I would bury him, and put the board up over the grave as a tombstone.

I mentioned these feelings of mine to Harris, and he said he had them worse than that. He said he not only felt he wanted to kill the man who caused the board to be put up, but that he should like to slaughter the whole of his family and all his friends and relations, and then burn down his house. This seemed to me to be going too far, and I said so to Harris; but he answered:

"Not a bit of it. Serve `em all jolly well right, and I'd go and sing comic songs on the ruins."

I was vexed to hear Harris go on in this blood-thirsty strain (меня взволновало /слышать/, что у Гарриса такой кровожадный настрой; strain — напряжение; черта, элемент, оттенок; наклонность). We never ought to allow our instincts of justice to degenerate into mere vindictiveness (мы никогда не должны позволять нашим чувствам справедливости вырождаться в простую мстительность). It was a long while before I could get Harris to take a more Christian view of the subject (прошло много времени, прежде чем я сумел убедить Гарриса принять более христианскую точку зрения по этому вопросу; a long while — долго; subject — тема, предмет, объект), but I succeeded at last, and he promised me that he would spare the friends and relations at all events (но мне удалось наконец, и он обещал мне, что пощадит друзей и родственников, во всяком случае; to spare — беречь; жалеть, щадить; at all events — в любом случае: «при всех событиях»), and would not sing comic songs on the ruins (и не будет петь комические песни на развалинах).

You have never heard Harris sing a comic song (вы никогда не слышали, как Гаррис поет комические песни), or you would understand the service I had rendered to mankind (иначе вы бы поняли, /какую/ услугу я оказал человечеству; to render — отдавать, воздавать, оказывать /услугу, помощь/). It is one of Harris's fixed ideas that he can sing a comic song (одна из навязчивых идей Гарриса — что он умеет петь комическую песню/куплеты); the fixed idea, on the contrary, among those of Harris's friends who have heard him try (напротив, навязчивая идея среди тех друзей Гарриса, которые слышали, как он пытался /петь/), is that he can't and never will be able to (что он не умеет, и никогда не сможет /петь/), and that he ought not to be allowed to try (и что ему нельзя позволять пробовать).

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I was vexed to hear Harris go on in this blood-thirsty strain. We never ought to allow our instincts of justice to degenerate into mere vindictiveness. It was a long while before I could get Harris to take a more Christian view of the subject, but I succeeded at last, and he promised me that he would spare the friends and relations at all events, and would not sing comic songs on the ruins.

You have never heard Harris sing a comic song, or you would understand the service I had rendered to mankind. It is one of Harris's fixed ideas that he can sing a comic song; the fixed idea, on the contrary, among those of Harris's friends who have heard him try, is that he can't and never will be able to, and that he ought not to be allowed to try.

When Harris is at a party, and is asked to sing, he replies (когда Гаррис на вечере, и его просят спеть, он отвечает): "Well, I can only sing a comic song, you know (ну, я умею петь только комические песни, видите ли);" and he says it in a tone that implies that his singing of that (и он говорит это таким тоном = с таким видом, который подразумевает, будто его пение этих песен), however, is a thing that you ought to hear once, and then die (это такая вещь, которую вы должны услышать /хотя бы/ один раз, а потом умереть = можно умереть спокойно).

"Oh, that is nice (о, это хорошо)," says the hostess (говорит хозяйка). "Do sing one, Mr. Harris (спойте же /песню/, мистер Гаррис);" and Harris gets up, and makes for the piano (и Гаррис поднимается, и направляется к фортепьяно), with the beaming cheeriness of a generous-minded man who is just about to give somebody something (с сияющей улыбкой великодушного человека, который собирается подарить что-нибудь кому-нибудь; cheery — веселый, радостный; славный).

"Now, silence, please, everybody (теперь тишина = тише, пожалуйста, все)" says the hostess, turning round (говорит хозяйка, поворачиваясь); "Mr. Harris is going to sing a comic song (мистер Гаррис собирается петь куплеты)!"

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When Harris is at a party, and is asked to sing, he replies: "Well, I can only sing a comic song, you know;" and he says it in a tone that implies that his singing of that, however, is a thing that you ought to hear once, and then die.

"Oh, that is nice," says the hostess. "Do sing one, Mr. Harris;" and Harris gets up, and makes for the piano, with the beaming cheeriness of a generous-minded man who is just about to give somebody something.

"Now, silence, please, everybody" says the hostess, turning round; "Mr. Harris is going to sing a comic song!"

"Oh, how jolly (как славно)!" they murmur (шепчут); and they hurry in from the conservatory, and come up from the stairs (они = гости поспешно входят из зимнего сада, спускаются с лестницы), and go and fetch each other from all over the house (зовут друг друга = собираются со всего дома; to fetch — принести; сходить за кем-то, позвать), and crowd into the drawing-room, and sit round, all smirking in anticipation (толпой идут в гостиную, садятся кругом, все улыбаются в предвкушении; to crowd — собираться толпой; протискиваться; to smirk — притворно или глупо улыбаться; ухмыляться; anticipation — ожидание, предвкушение).

Then Harris begins (тут Гаррис начинает).

Well, you don't look for much of a voice in a comic song (вы не ждете многого от голоса в комической песне; to look for — искать; ожидать, надеяться). You don't expect correct phrasing or vocalization (не рассчитываете на правильную фразировку или чистоту звука; vocalization — выражение голосом; вокализация). You don't mind if a man does find out, when in the middle of a note (не обращаете внимание, если исполнитель обнаруживает, когда /находится/ на середине ноты; to find out — узнать, понять), that he is too high, and comes down with a jerk (что он /поет/ слишком высоко, и понижается рывком). You don't bother about time (не беспокоитесь о темпе). You don't mind a man being two bars in front of the accompaniment (не волнуетесь, если певец на два такта впереди аккомпанемента), and easing up in the middle of a line to argue it out with the pianist (и замедляется в середине строки, чтобы договориться с пианистом; to argue — спорить, обсуждать; доказывать), and then starting the verse afresh (а потом начинает куплет заново). But you do expect the words (но вы ждете слов).

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"Oh, how jolly!" they murmur; and they hurry in from the conservatory, and come up from the stairs, and go and fetch each other from all over the house, and crowd into the drawing-room, and sit round, all smirking in anticipation.

Then Harris begins.

Well, you don't look for much of a voice in a comic song. You don't expect correct phrasing or vocalization. You don't mind if a man does find out, when in the middle of a note, that he is too high, and comes down with a jerk. You don't bother about time. You don't mind a man being two bars in front of the accompaniment, and easing up in the middle of a line to argue it out with the pianist, and then starting the verse afresh. But you do expect the words.

You don't expect a man to never remember more than the first three lines of the first verse (вы не ожидаете, что певец не помнит больше первых трех строчек первого куплета), and to keep on repeating these until it is time to begin the chorus (и продолжает повторять их, пока не приходит время начинать /петь/ хором). You don't expect a man to break off in the middle of a line, and snigger, and say, it's very funny (вы не ждете, что певец внезапно останавливается посреди строки, хихикает и говорит, это очень забавно), but he's blest if he can think of the rest of it (но будь он проклят, если может вспомнить остальное), and then try and make it up for himself, and, afterwards, suddenly recollect it (потом пытается выдумать /слова/ сам, а позднее вдруг вспоминает их; to make up — пополнять, возмещать; выдумывать), when he has got to an entirely different part of the song (когда доходит до совершенно другой части песни), and break off, without a word of warning, to go back and let you have it then and there (и вдруг смолкает, не предупредив: «без слова предупреждения», чтобы вернуться и сообщить вам кое-что из того, что вспомнил). You don't — well, I will just give you an idea of Harris's comic singing (вы не… ну, я только дам вам представление о комическом пении Гарриса), and then you can judge of it for yourself (а затем вы сможете судить о нем сами).

HARRIS (standing up in front of piano and addressing the expectant mob) (стоя перед фортепьяно и обращаясь к ожидающей толпе = публике): "I'm afraid it's a very old thing, you know (боюсь, это очень старая вещь, знаете ли). I expect you all know it, you know (полагаю, вы все ее знаете; to expect — ожидать; надеяться; полагать). But it's the only thing I know (но это единственное, что я знаю). It's the judge's song out of Pinafore (это песня судьи из Передника) — no, I don't mean Pinafore — I mean — you know what I mean (нет, я имею в виду не Передник, я говорю о… вы знаете, о чем) — the other thing, you know (другую вещь). You must all join in the chorus, you know (вы все должны подпевать хором; to join in — присоединяться, принимать участие, подхватывать)."

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You don't expect a man to never remember more than the first three lines of the first verse, and to keep on repeating these until it is time to begin the chorus. You don't expect a man to break off in the middle of a line, and snigger, and say, it's very funny, but he's blest if he can think of the rest of it, and then try and make it up for himself, and, afterwards, suddenly recollect it, when he has got to an entirely different part of the song, and break off, without a word of warning, to go back and let you have it then and there. You don't — well, I will just give you an idea of Harris's comic singing, and then you can judge of it for yourself.