Animal Farm-Chapter 10 of 11 Farm der Tiere - Kapitel 10 von 11 Animal Farm-Chapter 10 of 11 Rebelión en la granja-Capítulo 10 de 11 La fattoria degli animali-Capitolo 10 di 11 動物農場-第10章/第11章 Folwark zwierzęcy - rozdział 10 z 11 A Quinta dos Animais - Capítulo 10 de 11 Hayvan Çiftliği-Bölüm 10/11 动物庄园-第 10 章（共 11 章） 動物農莊-第 10 章（共 11 章）

Years passed. The seasons came and went, the short animal lives fled by. A time came when there was no one who remembered the old days before the Rebellion, except Clover, Benjamin, Moses the raven, and a number of the pigs.

Muriel was dead; Bluebell, Jessie, and Pincher were dead. Muriel estaba muerta; Bluebell, Jessie y Pincher estaban muertos. Jones too was dead-he had died in an inebriates' home in another part of the country. Snowball was forgotten. Snowball został zapomniany. Boxer was forgotten, except by the few who had known him. Clover was an old stout mare now, stiff in the joints and with a tendency to rheumy eyes. Clover era ormai una vecchia cavalla robusta, rigida nelle articolazioni e con una tendenza agli occhi reumatici. She was two years past the retiring age, but in fact no animal had ever actually retired. The talk of setting aside a corner of the pasture for superannuated animals had long since been dropped. Rozmowy o wydzieleniu kącika pastwiska dla wysłużonych zwierząt już dawno zostały porzucone. Napoleon was now a mature boar of twenty-four stone. Squealer was so fat that he could with difficulty see out of his eyes. Only old Benjamin was much the same as ever, except for being a little greyer about the muzzle, and, since Boxer's death, more morose and taciturn than ever.

There were many more creatures on the farm now, though the increase was not so great as had been expected in earlier years. Many animals had been born to whom the Rebellion was only a dim tradition, passed on by word of mouth, and others had been bought who had never heard mention of such a thing before their arrival. The farm possessed three horses now besides Clover. Farma posiadała obecnie trzy konie oprócz Clover. They were fine upstanding beasts, willing workers and good comrades, but very stupid. None of them proved able to learn the alphabet beyond the letter B. They accepted everything that they were told about the Rebellion and the principles of Animalism, especially from Clover, for whom they had an almost filial respect; but it was doubtful whether they understood very much of it.

Somehow it seemed as though the farm had grown richer without making the animals themselves any richer-except, of course, for the pigs and the dogs. Perhaps this was partly because there were so many pigs and so many dogs. It was not that these creatures did not work, after their fashion. There was, as Squealer was never tired of explaining, endless work in the supervision and organisation of the farm. Much of this work was of a kind that the other animals were too ignorant to understand. For example, Squealer told them that the pigs had to expend enormous labours every day upon mysterious things called "files," "reports," "minutes," and "memoranda." These were large sheets of paper which had to be closely covered with writing, and as soon as they were so covered, they were burnt in the furnace. Były to duże arkusze papieru, które musiały być ściśle pokryte pismem, a gdy tylko zostały pokryte, były spalane w piecu. This was of the highest importance for the welfare of the farm, Squealer said. But still, neither pigs nor dogs produced any food by their own labour; and there were very many of them, and their appetites were always good.

The farm was more prosperous now, and better organised: it had even been enlarged by two fields which had been bought from Mr. Pilkington. The windmill had been successfully completed at last, and the farm possessed a threshing machine and a hay elevator of its own, and various new buildings had been added to it. Whymper had bought himself a dogcart. The windmill, however, had not after all been used for generating electrical power. It was used for milling corn, and brought in a handsome money profit. The animals were hard at work building yet another windmill; when that one was finished, so it was said, the dynamos would be installed. But the luxuries of which Snowball had once taught the animals to dream, the stalls with electric light and hot and cold water, and the three-day week, were no longer talked about. Napoleon had denounced such ideas as contrary to the spirit of Animalism. The truest happiness, he said, lay in working hard and living frugally.

As for the others, their life, so far as they knew, was as it had always been. They were generally hungry, they slept on straw, they drank from the pool, they laboured in the fields; in winter they were troubled by the cold, and in summer by the flies. Sometimes the older ones among them racked their dim memories and tried to determine whether in the early days of the Rebellion, when Jones's expulsion was still recent, things had been better or worse than now. They could not remember. There was nothing with which they could compare their present lives: they had nothing to go upon except Squealer's lists of figures, which invariably demonstrated that everything was getting better and better. Nie było nic, z czym mogliby porównać swoje obecne życie: nie mieli nic, na czym mogliby się oprzeć, poza listami liczb Squealera, które niezmiennie pokazywały, że wszystko staje się coraz lepsze. The animals found the problem insoluble; in any case, they had little time for speculating on such things now. Only old Benjamin professed to remember every detail of his long life and to know that things never had been, nor ever could be much better or much worse-hunger, hardship, and disappointment being, so he said, the unalterable law of life. Tylko stary Benjamin twierdził, że pamięta każdy szczegół swojego długiego życia i wie, że nigdy nie było ani nie może być dużo lepiej lub dużo gorzej - głód, trudności i rozczarowanie są, jak twierdził, niezmiennym prawem życia.

And yet the animals never gave up hope. More, they never lost, even for an instant, their sense of honour and privilege in being members of Animal Farm. They were still the only farm in the whole county-in all England! -- owned and operated by animals. Not one of them, not even the youngest, not even the newcomers who had been brought from farms ten or twenty miles away, ever ceased to marvel at that. Żaden z nich, nawet najmłodszy, nawet nowi przybysze, którzy zostali przywiezieni z farm oddalonych o dziesięć lub dwadzieścia mil, nigdy nie przestał się temu dziwić. And when they heard the gun booming and saw the green flag fluttering at the masthead, their hearts swelled with imperishable pride, and the talk turned always towards the old heroic days, the expulsion of Jones, the writing of the Seven Commandments, the great battles in which the human invaders had been defeated. None of the old dreams had been abandoned. The Republic of the Animals which Major had foretold, when the green fields of England should be untrodden by human feet, was still believed in. Some day it was coming: it might not be soon, it might not be with in the lifetime of any animal now living, but still it was coming. Even the tune of Beasts of England was perhaps hummed secretly here and there: at any rate, it was a fact that every animal on the farm knew it, though no one would have dared to sing it aloud. Nawet melodia Beasts of England była być może nucona po kryjomu tu i ówdzie: w każdym razie faktem było, że znało ją każde zwierzę na farmie, choć nikt nie odważyłby się zaśpiewać jej na głos. It might be that their lives were hard and that not all of their hopes had been fulfilled; but they were conscious that they were not as other animals. If they went hungry, it was not from feeding tyrannical human beings; if they worked hard, at least they worked for themselves. No creature among them went upon two legs. No creature called any other creature "Master." All animals were equal.

One day in early summer Squealer ordered the sheep to follow him, and led them out to a piece of waste ground at the other end of the farm, which had become overgrown with birch saplings. Pewnego dnia wczesnym latem Squealer kazał owcom podążać za sobą i wyprowadził je na kawałek nieużytku na drugim końcu farmy, który zarósł brzozowymi sadzonkami. The sheep spent the whole day there browsing at the leaves under Squealer's supervision. In the evening he returned to the farmhouse himself, but, as it was warm weather, told the sheep to stay where they were. It ended by their remaining there for a whole week, during which time the other animals saw nothing of them. Squealer was with them for the greater part of every day. He was, he said, teaching them to sing a new song, for which privacy was needed.

It was just after the sheep had returned, on a pleasant evening when the animals had finished work and were making their way back to the farm buildings, that the terrified neighing of a horse sounded from the yard. Startled, the animals stopped in their tracks. It was Clover's voice. She neighed again, and all the animals broke into a gallop and rushed into the yard. Then they saw what Clover had seen.

He carried a whip in his trotter. W kłusie nosił bat.

Yes, it was Squealer. A little awkwardly, as though not quite used to supporting his considerable bulk in that position, but with perfect balance, he was strolling across the yard. Nieco niezgrabnie, jakby nie do końca przyzwyczajony do utrzymywania swojej sporej postury w tej pozycji, ale z doskonałą równowagą, przechadzał się po podwórku. And a moment later, out from the door of the farmhouse came a long file of pigs, all walking on their hind legs. Chwilę później za drzwiami farmy pojawił się długi szereg świń, z których wszystkie szły na tylnych nogach. Some did it better than others, one or two were even a trifle unsteady and looked as though they would have liked the support of a stick, but every one of them made his way right round the yard successfully. And finally there was a tremendous baying of dogs and a shrill crowing from the black cockerel, and out came Napoleon himself, majestically upright, casting haughty glances from side to side, and with his dogs gambolling round him. ||||||||||||||||الديك الأسود|||||||||||||||||||||

There was a deadly silence. Amazed, terrified, huddling together, the animals watched the long line of pigs march slowly round the yard. It was as though the world had turned upside-down. Then there came a moment when the first shock had worn off and when, in spite of everything-in spite of their terror of the dogs, and of the habit, developed through long years, of never complaining, never criticising, no matter what happened-they might have uttered some word of protest. But just at that moment, as though at a signal, all the sheep burst out into a tremendous bleating of -- Ale właśnie w tym momencie, jakby na sygnał, wszystkie owce wybuchły ogromnym beczeniem...

It was a pig walking on his hind legs.

"Four legs good, two legs better! Four legs good, two legs better! Four legs good, two legs better!"

It went on for five minutes without stopping. Trwało to pięć minut bez przerwy. And by the time the sheep had quieted down, the chance to utter any protest had passed, for the pigs had marched back into the farmhouse.

Benjamin felt a nose nuzzling at his shoulder. He looked round. It was Clover. Her old eyes looked dimmer than ever. Without saying anything, she tugged gently at his mane and led him round to the end of the big barn, where the Seven Commandments were written. For a minute or two they stood gazing at the tatted wall with its white lettering.

"My sight is failing," she said finally. "Even when I was young I could not have read what was written there. But it appears to me that that wall looks different. Are the Seven Commandments the same as they used to be, Benjamin?"

For once Benjamin consented to break his rule, and he read out to her what was written on the wall. Chociaż raz Benjamin zgodził się złamać swoją zasadę i przeczytał jej, co było napisane na ścianie. There was nothing there now except a single Commandment. It ran:

After that it did not seem strange when next day the pigs who were supervising the work of the farm all carried whips in their trotters. Później nie wydawało się dziwne, że następnego dnia świnie, które nadzorowały pracę na farmie, nosiły bicze w swoich kłusakach. It did not seem strange to learn that the pigs had bought themselves a wireless set, were arranging to install a telephone, and had taken out subscriptions to John Bull, TitBits, and the Daily Mirror. Nie wydawało się dziwne, gdy dowiedzieliśmy się, że świnie kupiły sobie zestaw bezprzewodowy, przygotowywały się do zainstalowania telefonu i wykupiły prenumeratę Johna Bulla, TitBits i Daily Mirror. It did not seem strange when Napoleon was seen strolling in the farmhouse garden with a pipe in his mouth-no, not even when the pigs took Mr. Jones's clothes out of the wardrobes and put them on, Napoleon himself appearing in a black coat, ratcatcher breeches, and leather leggings, while his favourite sow appeared in the watered silk dress which Mrs. Jones had been used to wear on Sundays. Nie wydawało się dziwne, gdy widziano Napoleona przechadzającego się po przydomowym ogrodzie z fajką w ustach - nie, nawet wtedy, gdy świnie wyjęły z szaf ubrania pana Jonesa i założyły je na siebie, a sam Napoleon pojawił się w czarnym płaszczu, bryczesach z ratlerka i skórzanych legginsach, podczas gdy jego ulubiona locha pojawiła się w podlanej jedwabnej sukni, którą pani Jones zwykła nosić w niedziele.

ALL ANIMALS ARE EQUAL

BUT SOME ANIMALS ARE MORE EQUAL THAN OTHERS

A week later, in the afternoon, a number of dogcarts drove up to the farm. A deputation of neighbouring farmers had been invited to make a tour of inspection. They were shown all over the farm, and expressed great admiration for everything they saw, especially the windmill. The animals were weeding the turnip field. They worked diligently hardly raising their faces from the ground, and not knowing whether to be more frightened of the pigs or of the human visitors.