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The career of our play brought us through the dark muddy lanes behind the houses where we ran the gauntlet of the rough tribes from the
cottages, to the back doors of the dark dripping gardens where odours arose from the ashpits, to the dark odorous stables where a coachman smoothed and combed the horse or shook music from
the buckled harness.
Rættað av lilian canale - 3 Desember 2010 18:20





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3 Desember 2010 17:26

lilian canale
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Girls?

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3 Desember 2010 17:34

Lein
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That's James Joyce for you... His short story 'Araby'. I'm not a fan either...
http://www.readprint.com/work-875/Araby-James-Joyce

I don't think this is breaking any rules. I also don't think it will get translated though, unless we have a Turkish fan among our members!

3 Desember 2010 17:50

lilian canale
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OK, but I think the second part should be completed to make sense.

"We walked through the flaring streets, jostled by drunken men and bargaining women, amid the curses of labourers, the shrill litanies of shop- boys who stood on guard by the barrels of pigs' cheeks, the nasal chanting of street-singers, who sang a come-all-you about O'Donovan Rossa, or a ballad about the troubles in our native land."

Anyway...good luck to the translator!
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3 Desember 2010 18:16

mercandede
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Yeah it is a really difficult short story.This is my research project and ı understand but ı can't translate it on target.There are also some other parts lıke these I hope somebody can translate it.At least it can be made more understandable

3 Desember 2010 18:21

lilian canale
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Hi mercandede,

You don't have enough points to submit this request, that's why it's still in standby.
In order to release it, I'll remove the second part and when you get points again (a week from now) you may send the complete paragraph I posted, OK?
So far that's the best we can do.

3 Desember 2010 18:44

kafetzou
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What is the play in this context? And what are the rough tribes? I understand everything else, but I have to admit I don't know Joyce at all.

3 Desember 2010 18:46

mercandede
Tal av boðum: 4
Hi Lilian,

Thanks for your help.For now the first part is more important already

3 Desember 2010 18:57

mercandede
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It is the play that the writer used to play with his friends when he was a chıld.He narrates his childhood.And ı dont know either what he means by the rough tribes.I know tribe but ı dont understand properly what the rough tribes are

3 Desember 2010 19:07

kafetzou
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OK - here's my translation from English into English:

As we were running around playing wildly, we went through the dark muddy lanes behind the houses where we had to zig-zag back and forth to avoid the nasty poor people from the little village houses, to the back doors of the dark dripping gardens where odours arose from the fire pits, to the dark odorous stables where a coachman smoothed and combed the horse or shook the buckled harness, making the harness bells ring.

Note: for an English harness, here's a webpage with a nice picture: http://sixsongs.blogspot.com/2008/12/jingle-bells-sleigh-ride.html

3 Desember 2010 20:00

mercandede
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Thank you kafetzou your translation is really helpful.but could you tell also what does it mean 'the dark dripping gardens'

8 Desember 2010 06:02

kafetzou
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Hi Mercan

I guess it means that the gardens are tall and thick with plants that are dripping sap. It's dark because the plants are so thick in there that you can't see the sun if you're under them.