华东师范大学外语学院《文学与翻译》历年考研真题及详解.pdf

1998年华东师范大学翻译考研真题及详解 Ⅰ. Tra
late into Chinese the following extract from “The Rose,” written by Logan Pea
all Smith in 1918. The old lady had always been proud of the great rose-tree in her garden, and was fond of telling how it had grown from a cutting she had brought yea
before from Italy, when she was fi
t married. She and her husband had been travelling back in their carriage from Rome (it was before the time of railways) and on a bad piece of road south of Siena they had broken down, and had been forced to pass the night in a little house by the road-side. The accommodation was wretched of cou
e; she had spent a sleepless night, and rising early had stood, wrapped up, at her window, with the cool air blowing on her face, to watch the dawn. She could still, after all these yea
, remember the blue mountai
with the bright moon above them, and how a far-off town on one of the peaks had gradually grown whiter and whiter, till the moon faded, the mountai
were touched with the pink of the rising sun, and suddenly the town was lit as by an illumination, one window after another catching and reflecting the sun’s beam, till at last the whole little city twinkled and sparkled up in the sky like a nest of sta
. That morning, finding they would have to wait while their carriage was being repaired, they had driven in a local conveyance up to the city on the mountain, where they had been told they would find better quarte
; and there they had stayed two or three days. The Cafe of the simple inn where they stayed was the meeting place of the notabilities of the little city; and among them they noticed a beautiful, slim, talkative old man, with bright black eyes and snow-white hair—tall and straight and still with the figure of a youth, although the waiter told them with pride that the Conte was molto vecchio—would in fact be eighty in the following year. He was the last of his family, the waiter added—they had once been great and r