Английский язык с Марком Твеном. Принц и нищий / Mark Twain. The Prince and the Pauper

At each side of the gilded gate stood a living statue (с каждой стороны золоченых ворот стояла живая статуя), that is to say (то есть: «то есть чтобы сказать»), an erect and stately and motionless man-at-arms (вытянувшийся и статный и бездвижный воин), clad from head to heel in shining steel armor (одетый с головы до пят в блестящую стальную броню; heel — каблук). At a respectful distance (на почтительном расстоянии) were many country-folk (было много деревенского люда; country — страна, деревня; folk — народ, люди), and people from the city (и людей из города), waiting for (ожидающих) any glimpse of royalty that might offer (любого проблеска = появления члена королевской фамилии, который мог бы представиться). Splendid carriages (великолепные экипажи), with splendid people in them (с великолепными людьми в них) and splendid servants outside (и великолепными слугами снаружи), were arriving and departing (прибывали и отъезжали) by several other noble gateways (через несколько других благородных = предназначенных для дворян ворот) that pierced the royal inclosure (которые пронизывали королевскую ограду).

rough [rAf], satisfy [`sætısfaı], inclosure [ın`klquZə]

TOM got up hungry, and sauntered hungry away, but with his thoughts busy with the shadowy splendors of his night's dreams. He wandered here and there in the city, hardly noticing where he was going, or what was happening around him. People jostled him and some gave him rough speech; but it was all lost on the musing boy. By and by he found himself at Temple Bar, the farthest from home he had ever traveled in that direction. He stopped and considered a moment, then fell into his imaginings again, and passed on outside the walls of London. The Strand had ceased to be a country-road then, and regarded itself as a street, but by a strained construction; for, though there was a tolerably compact row of houses on one side of it, there were only some scattering great buildings on the other, these being palaces of rich nobles, with ample and beautiful grounds stretching to the river — grounds that are now closely packed with grim acres of brick and stone.

Tom discovered Charing Village presently, and rested himself at the beautiful cross built there by a bereaved king of earlier days; then idled down a quiet, lovely road, past the great cardinal's stately palace, toward a far more mighty and majestic palace beyond — Westminster. Tom stared in glad wonder at the vast pile of masonry, the wide-spreading wings, the frowning bastions and turrets, the huge stone gateways, with its gilded bars and its magnificent array of colossal granite lions, and the other signs and symbols of English royalty. Was the desire of his soul to be satisfied at last? Here, indeed, was a king's palace. Might he not hope to see a prince now — a prince of flesh and blood, if Heaven were willing?