White Fang
Read White Fang by Jack London in Italian 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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Una scura foresta di abeti si alzava su entrambi i lati del fiume ghiacciato.
Dark spruce forest stood on both sides of the frozen river.
Un vento recente aveva spazzato via la brina bianca dagli alberi.
A recent wind had blown the white frost off the trees.
Ora sembravano piegarsi l’uno verso l’altro, neri e spaventosi, nella luce che svaniva.
Now they seemed to lean toward each other, black and frightening, in the fading light.
Un enorme silenzio copriva la terra.
A huge silence covered the land.
La terra stessa era vuota, morta e ferma.
The land itself was empty, dead and still.
Faceva così freddo e c’era tanta solitudine che non sembrava nemmeno triste.
It was so cold and lonely that it did not even feel sad.
C’era qualcosa come una risata in quel silenzio, ma era peggio di qualsiasi tristezza.
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