I hate people who talk behind my back!!!
Ищу человека, который может помочь в стилистике английского языка. Вопросов достаточно много. Отзовитесь кто может.
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28.04.2007 в 00:48-
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28.04.2007 в 10:42Neirochka
Не надо на у-мыл! Тут пишите! Мне тоже интересно и вспомнить полезно! Пишите тут, а?
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28.04.2007 в 11:27Practical assignment
In the excerpts which follow define their general character. Find the syntactical expressive means and stylistic devices used. Explain their stylistic functions in the given context. Describe the relations which exist between stylistically charged sentence structures and word groups.
1. Everyone knows the glories of Shonts. Its facade. Its two towers. The great marble pond. The terraces where the peacocks walk and the lower lake with the black and white swans. The great park and the avenue. The view of the river winding away across the blue country and of t Shonts' Velasques - but that is now in America, and the Shonts' Rubens which is in the National Gallery. And the Shonts4 porcelain. And 1 Shonts' past history. It was refuge for the old faith; it had priest holes and secret passages. And how at last the marques had to let the Shonts the Laxtones - the peptonized Milk and Baby Soother people - for a long term of years.
(G. Wells. The Story of Shonts)
2. … But her words, everybody's words were soon lost under the incessant flow of Miss Bates, who came in talking and had not finished her speech under many minutes after being admitted to the circle of the fire...
«So very obliging to you. No rain at all. Nothing to signify. I do not care for myself. Quite thick shoes. And Jane declares ...
Well: - (as soon as she was within the door) - Well! - This is brilliant indeed! - this is admirable! - Excellently contrived, upon my word. Nothing wanting. Could not have imagined it. So well lighten up. - Jane, Jane, look - did you ever see anything?".
(J. Austen. Pride and Prejudice).
3. They said ... But why continue? Why go on? It is desolating,
desolating. And then they dare wonder why the young are cynical and despairing and angry and chaotic! And they still have adherents, who still dare to go on preaching to us! Quick! A shrine to the godness Cant and Impudence...
(R. Aldington. Death of a Hero).
4. When the chorus came we even made a desperate effort to be merry.
We re-filled our glasses and joined in; Harris in a voice trembling with
emotion, leading, and I following a few words behind:
"Two lovely black eyes;
Oh! What a surprise!
Only for telling a man he was wrong,
Two -."
There we broke down. The unutterable pathos of George's accompaniment to that "two" we were, in our then state of depression, unable to bear. Harris sobbed like a little child, and the dog howled till i thought his heart or his jaw must surely break.
(Jerome K. Jerome. Three Men in a Boat)
5. It meant still more than that: It meant - after years of movement from one house to another - a home. For it was my mother's first thought - if indeed it has not been a cherished dream - to buy land and to build.
(R.Kent. It's Me, Oh Lord)
6. It was not Steve's face; nor his serious dark eyes, alive as they seemed with intelligence that reduced Anthony to a state of confused inferiority; nor was it the knowledge that his brother bore in that obvious pigmentation the sinister evidence which could destroy him. It was the thinly veiled contempt that shattered Anthony's assurance.
(G.Gordon. Let the Day Perish.)
7. Up Broadway Chandler moved with the vespertine dress parade. For this evening he was an exhibit as well as a gazer. For the next sixty-nine evenings he would be dining in cheviot and worsted at table d’notes, at whirlwind lunch counters, on sandwiches and beer in his hall bedroom.
(O.Henry. Lost in Dress Parade.)
8. Michael remarked again the straightness of his short nose, the length of his eyelashes, and his wild exprеssion, tentative, gentle, untouched.
(I. Murdoch. The Bell)
9.1 liked Dresden. I liked its old-world streets, its monumental place. I liked the church which the royal family attended. I liked seeing royalty all dressed up. I liked the choir with real opera singers. I liked the great art museum and its wonderful pictures.
(R.Kent. Its Me, Oh Lord)
10. And that leaves me with the belief that miracles, no matter how inexplicable or unbelievable, are real and can occur without regard to the natural order of things. So once again, just as I do every day 1 begin to read the notebook aloud, so that she can hear it, in the hope that the miracle that has come to dominate my life will once again prevail and maybe, just maybe, it will t
(N. Sparks. The Notebook)
11. The small children, without any fear of her, came to her in their childish troubles and it gave her a peculiar happiness to discern their confidence. She felt that they liked her and, flattered and proud, she liked them in return. They chased up and down the room, shouting at the top of their shrill voices, with fantastic and almost barbarious glee.
(S. Maugham. The Painted Veil.)
12. Patsy did not sob or whimper, though his heart ached, for over all the feeling of his grief was a mad, burning desire to ride that horse.
(P.Laurence Dunbar. The Finish of Patsy Barnes.)
13. Out of her own wounded feelings emerged the desire in Kitty's mind, malicious perhaps, to seek the joint in the armor of faith which rendered the nuns so aloofly immune to all the natural feelings.
(S. Maugham. The Painted Veil)
14. Mary had been encouraged by Henry's appearance, fresh flirtations as ever, to think of the day as a delightful one, drizzle or not.
(S. Limb. Enlightenment)
15. It was almost two o'clock when I went to the desk and found the stack of letters, thick and tall and weathered. I untied the ribbon, itself almost half a century old, and found the letters her mother had hidden so long ago and those from afterword. A life time of letters, letters professing my love, letters from my heart.
(N. Sparks. The Notebook)
16."Besides, the proportions of the face, you know, aren't everything. It is the wit and vivacity of a woman's spirit which attracts."
(S. Limb. Enlightenment)
17. She liked the soft feeling on her skin, and it reminded her of how people used to live long ago. Naturally. Like Noah.
(N. Sparks. The Notebook)
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