Джон Рональд – Английский язык с Дж. Р. Р. Толкиеном. Хоббит (страница 98)
commotion [kǝˈmǝʋʃ (ǝ) n] colony [ˈkɔlǝnɪ] snare [sneǝ]
The next stone went whizzing through a big web, snapping its cords, and taking off the spider sitting in the middle of it, whack, dead. After that there was a deal of commotion in the spider-colony, and they forgot the dwarves for a bit, I can tell you. They could not see Bilbo, but they could make a good guess at the direction from which the stones were coming. As quick as lightning they came running and swinging towards the hobbit, flinging out their long threads in all directions, till the air seemed full of waving snares. Bilbo, however, soon slipped away to a different place. The idea came to him to lead the furious spiders further and further away from the dwarves, if he could; to make them curious, excited and angry all at once. When about fifty had gone off to the place where he had stood before, he threw some more stones at these, and at others that had stopped behind; then dancing among the trees he began to sing a song to infuriate them and bring them all after him, and also to let the dwarves hear his voice.
This is what he sang (вот что он пел;
Old fat spider spinning in a tree (старый толстый паук, плетущий /паутину/ на дереве;
Old fat spider can’t see me (старый толстый паук не видит: «не может видеть» меня)!
Attercop (Брюзгливый Паучище;
Won’t you stop (не прекратишь ли ты),
Stop your spinning and look for me (не прекратишь свое плетение и не поищешь ли меня)!
Old Tomnoddy (старый Простак), all big body (/весь/ огромное тело),
Old Tomnoddy can’t spy me (старый Простак не может выследить меня)!
Attercop (Брюзгливый Паучище)! Attercop (Брюзгливый Паучище)!
Down you drop (вниз упади)!
You’ll never catch me (ты никогда не поймаешь меня) up your tree (/сидя/ высоко на дереве)!
sang [sæŋ] tom-noddy [ˌtɔmˈnɔdɪ] spy [spaɪ]
This is what he sang:
Not very good perhaps (возможно не очень хорошая /песня/), but then you must remember (но вы же должны помнить) that he had to make it up himself (что ему пришлось ее придумывать самому), on the spur of a very awkward moment (экспромтом, в очень опасный момент;
awkward [ˈɔ: kwǝd] frightfully [ˈfraɪtf (ǝ) lɪ] scuttle [ˈskʌtl]
Not very good perhaps, but then you must remember that he had to make it up himself, on the spur of a very awkward moment. It did what he wanted any way. As he sang he threw some more stones and stamped. Practically all the spiders in the place came after him: some dropped to the ground, others raced along the branches, swung from tree to tree, or cast new ropes across the dark spaces. They made for his noise far quicker than he had expected. They were frightfully angry. Quite apart from the stones no spider has ever liked being called Attercop, and Tomnoddy of course is insulting to anybody. Off Bilbo scuttled to a fresh place, but several of the spiders had run now to different points in the glade where they lived, and were busy spinning webs across all the spaces between the tree-stems.
Very soon the hobbit would be caught (очень скоро хоббит был бы пойман) in a thick fence of them (толстым забором из них = из паутины) all round him (со всех сторон вокруг него) — that at least was the spiders’ idea (такова, по крайней мере, была мысль пауков). Standing now in the middle of the hunting and spinning insects (теперь, стоя в самой середине рыскающих и плетущих паутину насекомых;
Lazy Lob and crazy Cob (Ленивый Тупица и сумасшедший Паук)
are weaving webs to wind me (плетут паутины чтобы обвить меня;
I am far more sweet than other meat (я гораздо вкуснее, чем любое другое мясо;
but still they cannot find me (но все же они не могут найти меня)!
Here am I (вот и я), naughty little fly (озорная маленькая мушка);
you are fat and lazy (а вы толстые и ленивые).
You cannot trap me (вы не можете поймать меня в ловушку;
in your cobwebs crazy (в ваши сумасшедшие паутины).
With that he turned (на этом: «с этим» он повернулся) and found that the last space (и обнаружил, что последнее пространство) between two tall trees (между двумя высокими деревьями) had been closed with a web (было закрыто паутиной) — but luckily not a proper web (но, к счастью, не настоящей /частой/ паутиной;
lazy [ˈleɪzɪ] lob [lɔb] crazy [ˈkreɪzɪ] naughty [ˈnɔ: tɪ]
Very soon the hobbit would be caught in a thick fence of them all round him — that at least was the spiders’ idea. Standing now in the middle of the hunting and spinning insects Bilbo plucked up his courage and began a new song:
With that he turned and found that the last space between two tall trees had been closed with a web — but luckily not a proper web, only great strands of double-thick spider-rope run hastily backwards and forwards from trunk to trunk. Out came his little’ sword. He slashed the threads to pieces and went off singing.
The spiders saw the sword (пауки видели меч), though I don’t suppose they knew what it was (хотя, не думаю, что они знали, что это такое), and at once the whole lot of them (и в немедленно вся их толпа;