be merry oor Kornies

be merry

Vertalings in die woordeboek Engels - Kornies

heudhi

lowenhe

omlowenhe

voorbeelde

to enjoy oneself - to celebrate - to rejoice - to be merry
omlowenhe intransitive - celebrate verb

to rejoice - to be happy - to be merry
lowenhe ( ) omlowenhe ( ) rejoycya ( ) ( ) ( ) ( verbs )

to enjoy oneself - to celebrate - to rejoice - to be merry
omlowenhe ( ) ( ) ( ) ( ) ( ) ( verb )

rejoice - be happy - be merry
lowenhe

to be glad - to be merry - to be joyful
heudhi ( ) ( ) ( ) ( ) ( ) ( verb )

enjoy oneself - celebrate - rejoice - be merry
omlowenhe

be glad - be merry - be joyful
heudhi

be merry
/ lowenhe / / /

to be glad - to be merry - to be joyful
heudhi verb

to enjoy oneself - to celebrate - to rejoice - to be merry
omlowenhe [hanow verbel / verb-hanow] [disamstyryans]

to be glad - to be merry - to be joyful
heudhi [ verb-hanow / hanow verbel ]

to be glad - to be merry - to be joyful
heudhi [hanow verbel / verb-hanow] [disamstyryans]

be merry
/ heudhi / / /

to rejoice - to be happy - to be merry
lowenhe / omlowenhe / rejoycya [henwyn verbel / verb-henwyn] [disamstyryans]

to rejoice - to be happy - to be merry
lowenhe omlowenhe rejoycya "intransitive

be merry
/ omlowenhe / / /

to enjoy oneself - to celebrate - to rejoice - to be merry
omlowenhe intransitive - celebrate [ verb-hanow / hanow verbel ]

Thou mayest be right merry.
ty a yll bos pur veri.

I might be full merry;
y halsen bos pur veri.

We may be very merry,
Ni a yll bos fest meri

My liege lord, be you merry :
Ow lij kyng, bedhewgh meri

‘Come dear folk!’ she said, taking Frodo by the hand. ‘Laugh and be merry! I am Goldberry, daughter of the River.’ Then lightly she passed them and closing the door she turned her back to it, with her white arms spread out across it. ‘Let us shut out the night!’ she said. ‘For you are still afraid, perhaps, of mist and tree-shadows and deep water, and untame things. Fear nothing! For tonight you are under the roof of Tom Bombadil.’
‘Dewgh tus ger!’ hi a leveris ha sysnsi Frodo orth y dhorn. ‘Hwerthewgh ha bos lowen! Goldberri ov vy, myrgh an Avon.’ Ena, yn skav a wrug hi aga thremena, degea an daras ha treylya hy heyn war-tu hag ev, gans hy dewvregh wynn ystynnys a-dreus dhodho. ‘Gorryn yn-mes an nos!’ yn-medh hi, rag hwi dhe vos ownek hwath, martesen, a niwl ha skeus-gwydh ha dowr down ha traow andhov. Bedhywgh heb own! Rag hwi dhe vos yn-dann to Tom Bombadyl haneth.’

Come fill up your glasses and let us be merry For to rob and to plunder it is our intent As we roam through the valley, Where the lily and the roses grow Then away, then away, then away To caves in yonder mountain where the robbers retreat Hark, hark, in the distance there's footsteps approaching Stand, stand and deliver, it is our watch cry As we roam through the valley, Where the lily and the roses grow Then away, then away, then away To caves in yonder mountain where the robbers retreat
Dewgh, drehevewgh ‘gas gwedren ha bedhewgh lowenek Rag ravna ha ladra dhyn ni meur a bleg Ha ni owth erya dre nansow may tyv an bleujennow Ha'n lilis ha'n brialli ha'n rosennow hweg Deun dhe ves, deun dhe ves, deun dhe ves Bys y'n fowys y'n menydhyow may kyv an ladron dre's Tewewgh, tewewgh, a ny glewewgh tros ha treys eus o nesa? Sevewgh, sevewgh, ha daskor dha vona pur deg Ha ni owth erya dre nansow may tyv an bleujennow Ha'n lilis ha'n brialli ha'n rosennow hweg Deun dhe ves, deun dhe ves, deun dhe ves Bys y'n fowys y'n menydhyow may kyv an ladron dre's

‘Yes, I shall be moving this autumn,’ he said. ‘Merry Brandybuck is looking out for a nice little hole for me, or perhaps a small house.’
‘Ya, y fydhav gwaya y’n kynyav ma,’ ev a leveris. ‘Yma Meri Brandibuk ow hwila toll teg ragov, po martesen chi byghan.’

But Tom shook his head, saying: 'You've found yourselves again, out of the deep water. Clothes are but little loss, if you escape from drowning. Be glad, my merry friends, and let the warm sunlight heal now heart and limb! Cast off these cold rags! Run naked on the grass, while Tom goes a-hunting!'
Mes Tom a shakyas y benn ha leverel ‘Hwi re dhasomgavas yn-mes a’n dowr down. Dillas yw koll distyr pan dhiankir dhiworth beudhi. Bedhywgh pes da, ow howetha lowen, ha gasa toemmhe an howlsplann toemm ha kolonn ha lith! Tewlewgh an pil yeyn ma! Poenewgh noeth war an gwels, ha Tom a wra mos yn unn helghya!’