North Downs oor Kornies

North Downs

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An area of chalk downland in Kent and Surrey, south-east England

Vertalings in die woordeboek Engels - Kornies

Goon North

Soortgelyke frases

North Predannack Downs Nature Reserve
Gwithva Natur Goon Predennek North

North Downs Farm
Bargen-tir Goon North

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North Downs
/ Goon North / / /

North Downs Farm
/ Bargen-tir Goon North / / /

North Predannack Downs Nature Reserve
/ Gwithva Natur Goon Predennek North / / /

Their going was very slow. To prevent their getting separated and wandering in different directions they went in file, with Frodo leading. Sam was behind him, and after him came Pippin, and then Merry. The valley seemed to stretch on endlessly. Suddenly Frodo saw a hopeful sign. On either side ahead a darkness began to loom through the mist; and he guessed that they were at last approaching the gap in the hills, the north-gate of the Barrow-downs. If they could pass that, they would be free.
Aga fordh o pur lent. Rag lettya dos ha bos diberthys ha gwandra y’n tuyow dihaval, i eth yn rew ha Frodo dh’aga fenn. Yth esa Sam a-dhelerghto, ha Pypyn wosa ha Merri diwettha. Dell heveli, an nans a ystynna yn tibenn. Distowgh, Frodo a welas sin a wovenek. Dhe’n dew du war-rag, tewlder a dhallatha omdiskwedhes dres an niwl; hag ev a dhismygis i dhe neshe aswa an breow wor’tiwedh, yet a-gledh an Goenyow-Krug. Mar kallons i tremena dres henna, i a via rydh.

Maggot got down and took a good look either way, north and south, but nothing could be seen in the darkness, and there was not a sound in the still air. Thin strands of river-mist were hanging above the dikes, and crawling over the fields.
Magott a dhiyskynnyas ha mires yn ta dhe unn du ha’y gila, kledh ha deghow, mes ny yllir gweles travyth y’n tewlder, ha nyns esa son vyth y’n ayr kosel. Yth esa kordennow tanow a niwl-avon ow kregi a-ugh an trommennow ha kramya a-dreus an parkow.

By his advice they decided to make nearly due North from his house, over the western and lower slopes of the Downs: they might hope in that way to strike the East Road in a day’s journey, and avoid the Barrows. He told them not to be afraid - but to mind their own business.
Herwydh y gusul, i a erviras mos namnag poran war-tu ha’n Gledh a-dhiworth y ji dres ledrow isella dhe du West an Woen: dre’n fordh na, y hallsens i kavoes an Fordh Est dre vyaj unn jydh, ha goheles an Krugow. Ev a gusulyas orta na vos ownek – mes gwitha orth aga negys aga honan.

‘That all depends on what you think the Riders would do, if they found you here,’ answered Merry. ‘They could have reached here by now, of course, if they were not stopped at the North-gate, where the Hedge runs down to the river-bank, just this side of the Bridge. The gate-guards would not let them through by night, though they might break through. Even in the daylight they would try to keep them out, I think, at any rate until they got a message through to the Master of the Hall - for they would not like the look of the Riders, and would certainly be frightened by them. But, of course, Buckland cannot resist a determined attack for long. And it is possible that in the morning even a Black Rider that rode up and asked for Mr. Baggins would be let through. It is pretty generally known that you are coming back to live at Crickhollow.’
‘Henn yw serghek orth an pyth a dybydh i dhe wul mar kwrellons i dha gavoes omma,’ a worthybis Merri. ‘I a allsa drehedhes dh’omma dhe’n termyn ma, heb mar, mar ny vons i hedhys dhe’n Yet Kledh, yn le may teu an ke dhe lann an avon, dhe’n tu ma an pons. Ny’s gasa entra an gwithysi-yet dres an nos, kyn hwrellons i ynnia entrans. Yn golow an jydh ynwedh, i a assaysa aga nagha, dell dybav, dhe’n leha bys y’n prys i dhe dhanvonn messach dhe Vester An Hel – rag na via da gansa golok an Varghogyon, ha sur ov vy y fia own dhedha dresta. Mes, heb mar, ny yll Bukland sevel erbynn omsettyans diwysyk dre dermyn hir. Ha martesen, y’n myttin, nebonan keffrys ha Marghek Du a dheffo ha govynn yn kever Mester Bagyns a vo gesys. Godhvedhys yw dre vras ty dhe dhehweles rag triga dhe Grikholow.’

They climbed down and out of the dike and through a gap in the wall, and then Tom turned due north, for they had been bearing somewhat to the west. The land was now open and fairly level, and they quickened their pace, but the sun was already sinking low when at last they saw a line of tall trees ahead, and they knew that they had come back to the Road after many unexpected adventures. They galloped their ponies over the last furlongs, and halted under the long shadows of the trees. They were on the top of a sloping bank, and the Road, now dim as evening drew on, wound away below them. At this point it ran nearly from South-west to North-east, and on their right it fell quickly down into a wide hollow. It was rutted and bore many signs of the recent heavy rain; there were pools and pot-holes full of water. They rode down the bank and looked up and down. There was nothing to be seen. 'Well, here we are again at last!' said Frodo. 'I suppose we haven't lost more than two days by my short cut through the Forest! But perhaps the delay will prove useful - it may have put them off our trail.'
I a gramblas war-nans hag yn-mes a’n dommenn ha dre aswa y’n fos hag ena Tom a dreylyas poran war-tu ha’n kledh, drefenn i dhe blegya aga fordh nebes war-tu ha’n west. An tir o kler ha re wastas lemmyn, hag i wrug skavhe aga thoeth, mes yth esa an howl ow sedhi isel pan welsons i wor’tiwedh linenn a wydh hir a-rag, hag i a gonvedhas i dhe dhehweles dhe’n Fordh wosa anethow anwaytys pals. I a beswarlemmas aga hobaow a-dreus an diwettha erowhysow, ha hedhi yn-dann skeusow hir an gwydh. Yth esens i dhe benn torrlann a ledra, hag an Fordh, disliw lemmyn ha’n gorthugher ow mos war-rag, a stummas dhe-ves a-woeles. Dhe’n tyller ma hy linenn a ystynnas a-dhiworth Soth-west dhe Gledh-est, ha dh’aga thu a dheghow hi a goedhas yn kew ledan. Roskewys o ha hi a borthas meur a venegow a’n glaw poes a-dhiwedhes; yth esa pollow ha tollow leun a dhowr. I a varghogas yn-nans an dorrlann ha mires unn du dh’y gila. Nyns esa travyth gweladow. ‘Wel, ottani wor’tiwedh!’ a leveris Frodo. Dhe’m brys vy, ny wrussyn ni kelli moy es dew jydh dre ow skochfordh dre’n Koes! Mes martesen an ardak a vydh dhe-les – martesen henn a vydh gul dhedha kelli agan fordh.’

He opened the door, and they followed him down a short passage and round a sharp turn. They came to a low room with a sloping roof (a penthouse, it seemed, built on to the north end of the house). Its walls were of clean stone, but they were mostly covered with green hanging mats and yellow curtains. The floor was flagged, and strewn with fresh green rushes. There were four deep mattresses, each piled with white blankets, laid on the floor along one side. Against the opposite wall was a long bench laden with wide earthenware basins, and beside it stood brown ewers filled with water, some cold, some steaming hot. There were soft green slippers set ready beside each bed.
Ev a igoras an daras hag i a’n holyas a-hys hel berr hag a-dro dhe gornell dynn. I eth yn stevell isel gans nen ledrek (ystynnans, dell hevelis, drehevys veu dhe benn a-gledhbarth an chi). Hy fosow o gwrys a ven glan, mes yth ens i kudhys dre vras gans strelyow gwyrdh ow kregi ha kroglennow melyn. An leur o konsys gans leghennow hag y feu broenn yr keskerys war an leur. Orth aga gorwel war an leur dhe unn du, yth esa peswar pluvek-gweli*5 down, yth esa bern a ballennow dhe bub huni. Erbynn an fos a-dal dhedha, yth esa bynk hir ha warnedhi basonyow efan a bri. Rybdhi, podigow gorm a sevis, lenwys ens gans dowr, nebes gans dowr yeyn, nebes gans dowr poeth yn unn ethenna*5. Yth esa dewbawgenn medhel gwyrdh gorrys yn unn pareusi ryb pub gweli.

Riding over the hills, and eating their fill, the warm sun and the scent of turf, lying a little too long, stretching out their legs and looking at the sky above their noses: these things are, perhaps, enough to explain what happened. However, that may be: they woke suddenly and uncomfortably from a sleep they had never meant to take. The standing stone was cold, and it cast a long pale shadow that stretched eastward over them. The sun, a pale and watery yellow, was gleaming through the mist just above the west wall of the hollow in which they lay; north, south, and east, beyond the wall the fog was thick, cold and white. The air was silent, heavy and chill. Their ponies were standing crowded together with their heads down.
Marghogeth dres an breow, dybri bys dh’aga lenwel, an howl toemm ha’n blas a donn, gorwedha nebes re bell, ystynna aga diwarr ha mires orth an ebrenn a-ugh aga throen: an traow ma yw, martesen, lowr rag styrya an pyth a hwarva. Byttegyns, yndella y fo: i a dhifunas desempis hag yn anattes dhiworth kosk down ma na vynnsens i y wul. An menhir o yeyn hag ev a dewlis skeus hir disliw a ystynnas war-tu ha’n howldrevel dresta. Yth esa an howl, melyn disliw ha dowrek, ow splanna dre’n niwl tamm a-ugh fos west an kew may korwedhens i; a-gledhbarth, a-dheghowbarth ha dhe’n est dres an fos an niwl o tewl, yeyn ha gwynn. An ayr o tew, poes ha yeyn. Yth esa aga hobaow ow sevel, gyllys yn gronn warbarth, plegys yn dor aga fenn.

(And would our way also be blocked by tanks and nervous troops with machine guns?) We’d give it a try – North Court and its surrounds were rapidly becoming a killing field for all the creatures that lingered there. We should not linger. We moved with the Northbound flow, across Tin Alley and between the Beaurepaire pool and the squash courts. We moved past the running track and the tennis courts. It was slow, halting progress. The undead then spilled across the cricket ground (oblivious to the damage this would cause to the finely manicured pitches.) For some reason, I led David to the side of the oval and stayed off the playing area. Was this merely respect or was something else clicking inside my head? A helicopter gunship edged away from North Court and followed the throng to the cricket oval, pouring hot metal death down on the pitch invaders. At the same time, the felt-like grass of the pitch itself was fearfully cut up by this careless strafing. It would take the curator weeks of pain-staking repair work. It seemed that I was the only one present who cared about such important matters! (I would have to take it up with the ACB (Australian Cricket Board) much later on.) We reached the North side of the oval where the fleeing throng was forced into the bottleneck of the footpath that ran between the cricket pavilion (and mountaineering clubrooms) and residential college buildings. Chaotic though this was, the helicopter gunship did not fire upon those who had reached this point. Perhaps there was a fear of striking the residential colleges where living survivors might yet be sheltering. I can’t be sure but the relief that came from this unexpected protection was palpable. Slowly, the river of undead snaking North along the path crept towards the Northernmost exit of the campus. Was escape at hand? Nope. At that point, the unmistakable chatter of a heavy machine gun shattered the temporary calm. This time, the sound was not from above but from ahead, from the direction of the exit to which we were heading. More high-pitched zombie wailing.
(Ha, dres henna, a via agan fordh lettyes gans tankow ha soudoryon, es aga movya, ow toen jynnys-setha?) Ni a assaysa y wul – y to ha bos Garth North ha’y gyrghynn park-ladhva rag oll an greadoryon esa ow triga ena. Ny dalvien triga. Ni a wayas gans an res troha’n wogledh, a-dreus Stretynn Sten hag yntra Poll- neuvya Beaurepaire ha’n kouryow-skwash. Ni a dremenas an resekva ha’n kouryow tennis. Lent ha hanter-lettyes o agan avonyans. Ena, an dus anvarow a skoelyas a-dreus an tiryow krykket. (Yn apert, ny wodhyens aga ynherdhyans warnedha dhe wul damaj meur dhe’n gwelyow, meur aga dyghtyans.) Drefenn neb acheson, my a ledyas Davydh a-denewen – ny entersyn an tiryow krykket. Martesen, revrons pur o – po, martesen, yth esa neppyth arall ow klykkya y’m brys vy. Gorhel-gonnys askell-dro a wayas dhiworth Garth North ha sywya an bush dhe’n tiryow krykket ha hi dinewys mernans metelyek war ynherdhyoryon an gwelyow. Kettermyn, gwels pur dheg an gwelyow o treghys yn trog gans an ridrans-tan ma heb rach. Y fia edhomm dhe’n keurador lies seythun a ober, meur y rach, rag ewnhe an damaj euthyk ma. Yth heveli ow bos ena an den unnik mayth esa govisyon a-dro dhe vaterow poesek a’n par na! (Res via dhymm kedhla an KKO (Kesva Krykket Ostralek) yn termyn a-dho.) Ni a dhrehedhas a-gledhbarth an tiryow le may feu konstrynys an bush ow fia yn konna-botell. An konna-botell ma o an hyns yntra’n babell-grykket (o gwrys devnydh keffrys avel stevellow rag kowethas an venedhoryon) ha drehevyansow an kolljiow annedhel. Derayus o. Byttegyns, nyns esa ow tenna an askell-dro war an re a dhrehedsa an le ma. Martesen, yth esa own dhe’n lywyer a frappyans erbynn an kolljiow may kalla goskeusi hwath treusvyworyon. Ny allav bos sur. Byttegyns, an diskeudh a dheuth dhymm dhiworth an difresyans ma nag yw gwaytyes o heglyw. Yth esa avon an dus anvarow ow kramya kepar ha sarf a-hys an hyns troha’n porth a-gledhbarth an kampus. O diank rybon ni? Nag o. Ena, y sonas klattrans na ylli bos kammgemmerys, klattrans a jynn-setha poes. Y feu brywys an kalmynsi berr. An prys ma, ny dheuth an son dhiworth an ebron mes dhiworth an hyns a-dheragon, dhiworth le mayth esa an porth a- gledhbarth. Yth esa moy skrijans an zombis, ughel y bych.

About mid-day they came to a hill whose top was wide and flattened, like a shallow saucer with a green mounded rim. Inside there was no air stirring, and the sky seemed near their heads. They rode across and looked northwards. Then their hearts rose, for it seemed plain that they had come further already than they had expected. Certainly the distances had now all become hazy and deceptive, but there could be no doubt that the Downs were coming to an end. A long valley lay below them winding away northwards, until it came to an opening between two steep shoulders. Beyond, there seemed to be no more hills. Due north they faintly glimpsed a long dark line. That is a line of trees,' said Merry, 'and that must mark the Road. All along it for many leagues east of the Bridge there are trees growing. Some say they were planted in the old days.'
A-dro dhe hanter-dydh i a dheuth dhe vre efan ha gwastas hy fenn, haval orth skala bas gans kammek las krugys. Nyns esa ayr vydh ow kwaya a-ji dhedhi, hag yth esa an ebrenn nes dh’aga fennow dell hevelis. I a varghogas a-dreus dhedhi ha mires a-gledhbarth. Aga holon o pes da drefenn bos kler i dhe vyajya pella es aga gwaytyans dell hevelis dhedha. Yn sur, pellderyow re dheuth ha bos niwlek ha toellek, mes nyns esa dout vydh penn an Goenyow dhe neshe. Yth esa nans hir orth hy gorwel a-woeles dhedha, ow stumma y’n pellder a-gledhbarth, bys yn aswa ynter diw skoedh serth. Dresta, nyns esa breow moy dell hevelis. A-gledhbarth poran i a allsa gweles linennn dewl disliw. ‘Honn yw linenn a wydh,’ yn-medh Merri, ‘hag a vo keslinennek gans an Fordh. Yma gwydh ow tevi ryb an fordh dre lewyow pals dhe’n Est diworth an Pons. Nebes tus a lever i dhe vos plansys y’n dydhyow koth.’

KING JAMES VERSION (BIBLE SOCIETY PARAGRAPHED EDITION 1954) Luke 13 A Warning to the Nation 1There were present at that season some that told him of the Galilæans, whose blood Pilate had mingled with their sacrifices. 2And Jesus answering said unto them, Suppose ye that these Galilæans were sinners above all the Galilæans, because they suffered such things? 3I tell you, Nay: but, except ye repent, ye shall all likewise perish. 4Or those eighteen, upon whom the tower in Siloam fell, and slew them, think ye that they were sinners above all men that dwelt in Jerusalem? 5I tell you, Nay: but, except ye repent, ye shall all likewise perish. 6He spake also this parable; A certain man had a fig tree planted in his vineyard; and he came and sought fruit thereon, and found none. 7Then said he unto the dresser of his vineyard, Behold, these three years I come seeking fruit on this fig tree, and find none: cut it down; why cumbereth it the ground? 8And he answering said unto him, Lord, let it alone this year also, till I shall dig about it, and dung it: 9and if it bear fruit, well: and if not, then after that thou shalt cut it down. 10And he was teaching in one of the synagogues on the sabbath. 11And, behold, there was a woman which had a spirit of infirmity eighteen years, and was bowed together, and could in no wise lift up herself. 12And when Jesus saw her, he called her to him, and said unto her, Woman, thou art loosed from thine infirmity. 13And he laid his hands on her: and immediately she was made straight, and glorified God. 14And the ruler of the synagogue answered with indignation, because that Jesus had healed on the sabbath day, and said unto the people, There are six days in which men ought to work: in them therefore come and be healed, and not on the sabbath day. 15The Lord then answered him, and said, Thou hypocrite, doth not each one of you on the sabbath loose his ox or his ass from the stall, and lead him away to watering? 16And ought not this woman, being a daughter of Abraham, whom Satan hath bound, lo, these eighteen years, be loosed from this bond on the sabbath day? 17And when he had said these things, all his adversaries were ashamed: and all the people rejoiced for all the glorious things that were done by him. 18Then said he, Unto what is the kingdom of God like? and whereunto shall I resemble it? 19It is like a grain of mustard seed, which a man took, and cast into his garden; and it grew, and waxed a great tree; and the fowls of the air lodged in the branches of it. 20And again he said, Whereunto shall I liken the kingdom of God? 21It is like leaven, which a woman took and hid in three measures of meal, till the whole was leavened. 22And he went through the cities and villages, teaching, and journeying toward Jerusalem. The Strait Gate 23Then said one unto him, Lord, are there few that be saved? And he said unto them, 24Strive to enter in at the strait gate: for many, I say unto you, will seek to enter in, and shall not be able. 25When once the master of the house is risen up, and hath shut to the door, and ye begin to stand without, and to knock at the door, saying, Lord, Lord, open unto us; and he shall answer and say unto you, I know you not whence ye are: 26then shall ye begin to say, We have eaten and drunk in thy presence, and thou hast taught in our streets. 27But he shall say, I tell you, I know you not whence ye are; depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity. 28There shall be weeping and gnashing of teeth, when ye shall see Abraham, and Isaac, and Jacob, and all the prophets, in the kingdom of God, and you yourselves thrust out. 29And they shall come from the east, and from the west, and from the north, and from the south, and shall sit down in the kingdom of God. 30And, behold, there are last which shall be first, and there are first which shall be last. 31The same day there came certain of the Pharisees, saying unto him, Get thee out, and depart hence: for Herod will kill thee. 32And he said unto them, Go ye, and tell that fox, Behold, I cast out devils, and I do cures to day and to morrow, and the third day I shall be perfected. 33Nevertheless I must walk to day, and to morrow, and the day following: for it cannot be that a prophet perish out of Jerusalem. Lament over Jerusalem 34O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, which killest the prophets, and stonest them that are sent unto thee; how often would I have gathered thy children together, as a hen doth gather her brood under her wings, and ye would not! 35Behold, your house is left unto you desolate: and verily I say unto you, Ye shall not see me, until the time come when ye shall say, Blessed is he that cometh in the name of the Lord.
AN BIBEL KERNEWEK 2020 Luk 13 Koedhewgh yn Edrek po Kewgh dhe Goll 1Y'n prys na yth esa tus ena a dherivas dhodho a-dro dhe dus Galile may kemmyskas Pilat aga goes gans aga sakrifisow. 2Hag ev a worthybis ha leverel dhedha, ‘A dybowgh tus Galile na dhe vos gweth peghadoryon es oll tus Galile erell, drefenn i dhe wodhav an taklow na? 3Nyns ens i mann, yn-medhav dhywgh, mes mar ny goedhowgh yn edrek hwi oll a dhe goll y'n keth vaner. 4Po an etek den na may koedhas warnedha an tour yn Siloam ha'ga ladha – a dybowgh i dhe vos kablus dres oll an dus erell trigys yn Yerusalem? 5Nyns ens i mann, yn-medhav dhywgh, mes mar ny goedhowgh yn edrek hwi oll a dhe goll y'n keth vaner.’ Parabolenn an Figbrenn 6Hag ev a dherivas dhedha an barabolenn ma: ‘Yth esa dhe nebonan figbrenn plynsys yn y winlann, hag ev eth dhe hwilas frut warnodho mes ny gavas. 7Hag ev a leveris dhe'n lowarther, “Otta, nans yw teyr blydhen y tov ow hwilas frut war an figbrenn ma ha ny gavav. Ytho gwra y dreghi dhe'n dor; prag y hwra ev an dor dhe vos skwithys?” 8Mes ev a worthybis ha leverel dhodho, “Arloedh, gas e an vlydhen ma ynwedh, ha my a bal a-dro dhodho ha gorra teyl; 9ha mar tokko frut y'n termyn a dheu, da; mes mar ny dheg, tregh e dhe'n dor.” ’ Yaghhe Evredhes y'n Sabot 10Yth esa ow tyski yn onan a'n synagys y'n sabot. 11Hag awotta benyn neb a's tevia spyrys a wannegredh etek blydhen, ha plegys yn dew o hi, ha ny ylli kammenn sevel a'y sav. 12Ha Yesu pan y's gwelas a elwis ha leverel dhedhi, ‘Benyn, livrys os a'th wannegredh.’ 13Hag ev a worras y dhiwleuv warnedhi; ha hware hi a sevis a'y sav ha gordhya Duw. 14Mes rewler an synaga, serrys rag Yesu dhe yaghhe yn dydh sabot, a worthybis, ha leverel dhe'n routh, ‘Yma hwegh dydh may tal oberi; dewgh ytho ynna ha bos yaghhes, a-der y'n sabot.’ 15An Arloedh a worthybis dhodho ha leverel, ‘Falswesyon, a ny wra pubonan ahanowgh y'n sabot digelmi y ojyon po y asen a'n presep ha'y hembronk dhe-ves rag gul dhodho eva? 16A ny dalvia dhe'n venyn ma, myrgh dhe Abraham, kelmys gans Satnas nans yw etek blydhen, bos livrys dhiworth an kolm ma yn dydh sabot?’ 17Hag ev ow leverel an taklow ma, oll y erbynnoryon a berthi meth, ha'n routh oll a lowenhi drefenn an oberow gloryus gwrys ganso. Parabolenn Has Kedhow ha Goell Mat 13:31-33; Mark 4:30-32 18Ena yn-medh ev, ‘Haval dhe bana dra yw gwlaskor Duw, ha dhe bana dra y hwrav vy hy heveli? 19Haval yw dhe hasenn kedhow a wrug nebonan hy hemmeres ha'y hasa yn y lowarth, ha hi a devis, ha dos ha bos gwydhenn veur, hag yth esa ydhyn an ayr trigys yn hy skorrennow.’ 20Hag arta y leveris, ‘Dhe bana dra y hwrav vy hevelebi gwlaskor Duw? 21Haval yw dhe woell a wrug benyn y gemmeres ha'y gemmyska yn tri musur a vleus bys pan vo oll an toes sevys.’ An Porth Kul Mat 7:13-14, 21-23 22Hag ev a dremena dre sitys ha trevow, ow tyski, hag ow lavurya troha Yerusalem. 23Nebonan a leveris dhodho, ‘Arloedh, yw boghes an re selwys?’ Hag ev a worthybis dhedha, 24‘Strivyewgh dhe vos a-bervedh der an porth kul, rag lies, yn-medhav dhywgh, a hwila mos a-ji ha ny yllons. 25Wosa mester an chi dhe sevel hag alhwedha an daras, ena hwi a sev an tu a-ves ow knoukya war an daras ow leverel, “Arloedh, igor dhyn”, hag ev a worthyp dhywgh ow leverel, “Ny'gas aswonnav, a-ble'th owgh.” 26Ena hwi a dhalleth leverel, “Ni a dhybris a-ragos hag eva, ha ty a dhyskas yn agan stretys.” 27Hag ev a lever dhywgh, “Ny'gas aswonnav, a-ble'th owgh; diberthewgh dhiworthiv, hwi dhrogoberoryon oll!” 28Hag ena y fydh oela ha skrinva dyns pan welowgh Abraham hag Ysak ha Yakob hag oll an brofoesi yn gwlaskor Duw, mes hwi tewlys yn-mes. 29Hag i a dheu a'n howldrevel ha'n howlsedhes hag a'n kledh hag a'n dyghow hag esedha orth moes yn gwlaskor Duw. 30Hag otta, yma re neb yw diwettha a vydh kynsa, hag yma re yw kynsa a vydh diwettha.’ Kynvann war Yerusalem Mat 23:37-39 31Y'n eur na, re a'n Fariseow a dheuth, ow leverel dhodho, ‘Ke dhe-ves, ha voyd alemma, rag Herod a vynn dha ladha.’ 32Hag ev a leveris dhedha, ‘Kewgh dhe leverel dhe'n lowarn na, “Otta, my a dewl dywolow mes ha yaghhe tus hedhyw hag a-vorow, hag y'n tressa dydh my a gowlwra ow ober. 33Byttegyns res yw dhymm pesya y'n hyns hedhyw hag a-vorow ha'n jydh a siw; rag ny yll bos, profoes dhe verwel marnas yn Yerusalem.” 34Yerusalem, Yerusalem, neb a ladh an brofoesi ha labydha an re yw dannvenys dhis, peskweyth y yeunis vy kuntell dha fleghes war-barth kepar dell guntell yar hy yerigow yn-dann hy eskelli, ha ny vynnsowgh! 35Otta, agas chi yw gesys dhywgh, forsakys. Ha my a lever dhywgh, ny'm gwelowgh vy bys pan leverowgh, Benniges yw neb a dheu yn hanow an Arloedh.’