White Fang
Read White Fang by Jack London in Hungarian and English, a parallel text graded reader with audio. Available in CEFR levels A2, B1, B2, and C2.
About this book
Two men haul a coffin across the frozen North on a birch-bark sled, low on ammunition, ringed each night by gleaming eyes suspended in the blackness at the edge of their fire. A she-wolf with a strange reddish coat trots calmly onto the trail behind them, studies them with a wistfulness "bred of hunger, as cruel as its own fangs," and vanishes the instant a rifle rises. So Jack London opens White Fang: with the Wild itself as a presence, an old law that aims always to destroy movement, because life, to the Wild, is an offence.
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Sötét fenyőerdő állt a befagyott folyó két oldalán.
Dark spruce forest stood on both sides of the frozen river.
Egy nemrégi szél lefújta a fehér zúzmarát a fákról.
A recent wind had blown the white frost off the trees.
Most úgy tűntek, mintha egymás felé hajolnának, feketék voltak és ijesztők a halványuló fényben.
Now they seemed to lean toward each other, black and frightening, in the fading light.
Hatalmas csend borult a tájra.
A huge silence covered the land.
Maga a táj üres volt, halott és mozdulatlan.
The land itself was empty, dead and still.
Olyan hideg és magányos volt, hogy még szomorúnak sem látszott.
It was so cold and lonely that it did not even feel sad.
Volt benne valami nevetésféle, de ez rosszabb volt minden szomorúságnál.
There was something like laughter in it, but it was worse than any sadness.
History
- Written by Jack London in English
- Adapted by Line by Line Publishing in 2026