bunch oor Kornies

bunch

werkwoord, naamwoord

(transitive) To gather into a bunch.

Vertalings in die woordeboek Engels - Kornies

bagas

hanow gorow

bunch of people

bonni

grodn

hanow gorow

gronn · koskor · toos

Soortgelyke frases

a bunch more
lies moy · lieskweyth moy

bunch of ore
bonni

Japanese bunching onion
onyonen Gembrek

bunching onion
onyonen Gembrek

thanks a bunch
meur ras · meur ras bras · meur ras pur vras

bunches of ore
bonniow

voorbeelde

bunch bagas HANOW GOROW bagasow KERNEWEK KRES / HANOW LIESPLEK bagajow KERNEWEK DIWEDHES / HANOW LIESPLEK [dictionary]
bunch bagas HANOW GOROW bagasow KERNEWEK KRES / HANOW LIESPLEK bagajow KERNEWEK DIWEDHES / HANOW LIESPLEK [gerlyver]

“If one in six zombies will recover,” she said, now somewhat incredulous, “and is therefore now being killed unnecessarily by our forces, then that’s ...” “...a major war crime,” I completed her thought. “Yes, I think that was what I said the other day to anyone who cared to listen – before Dr Mengele had me silenced. Am I right?” Ingrid ignored my question – and the reference to ‘Dr Mengele’, her superior officer . “But this is simply appalling,” she continued. “If it’s true what you say, we are bombing, shooting and burning thousands of kids who would otherwise recover. Why didn’t you say anything about this at that first lecture, when you had the chance?” I raised my eyebrows at her in mild surprise. She had obviously stopped listening to me - both now and back then. I let it pass. “Cast your mind back to that lecture, doctor. Firstly, you may recall that I was rather rudely interrupted before I was able to finish my comments to the assembled troops ...” Ingrid cast her mind back – and nodded a sheepish concession to me. “ ... and, secondly, what exactly do you think our ‘military planners’ would do differently if they thought the ones who might survive were probably ‘just a bunch of poofters’ - or ‘faggots’, as the doughboys would call them. Ingrid nodded again – slowly this time. She understood what I was saying only too well. The armed forces of the 1970’s did not tolerate gays within their ranks – and the generals would have little care if some gays were ‘wasted’ as ‘collateral damage’. Official tolerance of gay personnel would have to wait until the 21st century. Maybe Ingrid herself was gay – I didn’t ask and was not told. (How ironic – in view of the US military policy which was to come, much later.) In any event, she fell silent for a time and we continued to sit opposite each other at that small wooden table in a stuffy interview room.
“Mars omwellha onan yntra hwegh an zombis,” yn-medh hi, nebes ankryjyk lemmyn, “hag ytho yma an rann na ow bos ledhys gans agan lu, henn yw ...” “...drog-ober breselyek meur.” My a worfennas hy thybyans. “Ya, henn o pyth esen ow leverel an jydh arall, dell grysav – dhe’n dus gans bern lowr a woslowes orthymm – kyns beuv gwrys tawesek gans Doktour Mengele. Ov vy ewn?” Ingrid a skonyas aswonn ow govynn – ha’m kampoellans a ‘Dhoktour Mengele’, hy ughella soedhek. “Mes hemm yw euthyk yn tien,” a besyas hi. “Mars yw gwir, an pyth re leversysta, yth eson ow thanbellenna, ow leski hag ow thenna war vilyow a yonkers a allsa omwellhe. Prag na leversysta neppyth a-dro dhe hemma dres an kynsa areth, pan esa chons dhiso jy?” My a sevis ow diwabrans, kynth o byghan ow marth. Yn apert, y hedhsa hi goslowes orthymm – y’n termyn hedhyw hag ena keffrys. My a erviras dh’y asa koedha. “Gwra dasvysytya an areth ma, ‘Dhoktour. Y’n kynsa le, gwra perthi kov ow bos goderrys, yn anhweg, kyns my dhe alloes gorfenna ow hampoellow dhe’n soudoryon ena omguntellys ...” Ingrid a dhasvysytas an areth yn hy brys – ha penndroppya, nebes methek, orthymm. “...hag, y’n nessa le, pyth a grysydh agan ‘towloryon vreselek’ dhe wul yn tihaval mar krysens an re a allsa treusvywya bos yn hwirhaval ‘bagas pouftas’ – po ‘faggots’ dell lavarsa an dowbois.” Ingrid a benndroppyas arta – yn lent an prys ma. Hi a gonvedhsa yn ta pyth esen ow leverel. Ny wodhevi luyow an blydhynnyow 1970 bos dus gethreythel y’ga mysk – ha na via bern vyth yn mysk an bennhembrynkysi mar pe ‘gwastyes’ nebes anedha dre ‘dhamaj keslinek’. Perthyans soedhek personnel kethreydhel, res bia gortos rag henna bys an kansblydhenn 21ves. Martesen Ingrid hy honan o kethreydhel – possybyl o. Ny wovynnis ha ny leveris hi yndella. (Ass o henna ironek – res polysi breselek governans an Statys Unys y’n termyn a dhothya, nebes diwettha.) Yn neb kas, hi a goedhas tawesek dres pols ha ni pesyes bos a’gan esedh dhe bub tu an voes vyghan ma yn stevell-geskows, meur hy kloster.

bunched
tufted; clustered toesek; lumped; heaped; bundled grennys, kuntellys

bunch
/ koskor / / /

bunch
/ bagas / / /

bunch of twigs
fronz, ~ow [hanow kadarn benow]

bunch (of people)
bagas [hanow gorow] bagasow [hanow liesplek]

ore n. stoff m. < tin o. stoff stenys WG, TT; fine tin o. floren d; tin carbona m. d; away from main lode pedn carn m. d; poor, unprofitable halven m. d; iron o, wolfram call m. d; layer of iron o. callen m. d; rich bunch of o. gwalha m. d wolla
ore n. stoff m. < tin o. stoff stenys WG, TT; fine tin o. floren d; tin carbona m. d; away from main lode pedn carn m. d; poor, unprofitable halven m. d; iron o, wolfram call m. d; layer of iron o. callen m. d; rich bunch of o. gwalha m. d wolla

tribe, group, gang, bunch trielin (liesplek) ~yow (hanow gorow)
trib (hanow gorow)

(hkb.) tos bunch; manal sheaf
tyskenn, ~ow

thanks a bunch
/ meur ras pur vras / / /

tribe (n.) 1 a people pobel, kordh; b sept leyth; c ethnic group loeth, kenedhel; 2 a progeny lyth; b kin; kindred eghenn; 3 group; gang; bunch trib
tribe (n.) 1 a people pobel, kordh; b sept leyth; c ethnic group loeth, kenedhel; 2 a progeny lyth; b kin; kindred eghenn; 3 group; gang; bunch trib

thanks a bunch
/ meur ras bras / / /

(hgv.) assembled; gathered, collected; picked; grennyz bunched
kuntellyz

bunch, team
koskor (liesplek) ~yow (hanow benow)

tufted, bunched, clustered toes gwari, toesow gwari (hanow gorow)
toesek (hanow gwann / hanow gwadn)

bunch
gronn

bunch [hanow kadarn]
tos, tyskenn, toes; mass gronn; pack bagaz, koskor

Japanese bunching onion
Allium fistulosum / onyonen Gembrek / / / Allium fistulosum

barr byghan, moen, ha skav, yn- tevyz a vranch po skorrenn twig; skorrennik small branch; fronz bunch of twigs; bryndell besom
barrenn, ~ow [hanow kadarn benow]

lump; heap grenni ~ together bale pusornaz bundled (p.prt.) bunched; heaped; lumped
lump; heap grenni ~ together bale pusornaz bundled (p.prt.) bunched; heaped; lumped

1 a nomber a dus war barth yn entent group, team; b koskor bunch, pack; 2 korfans; para body a kosteth faction; 3 a brygadenn squad; b korflu corps; 4 a bagasik batch; b broell clump
bagas (liesplek) ~ow (hanow gorow)

David stepped towards me and gently lifted the cat from my grip. The cat instantly calmed down. The fucking thing started purring as he held it! Another of the zombies came forward and seemingly begged David to pass it over. “Gween”? Was this a word? Was this the cat’s name? Can’t say – I never did hear a zombie, any zombie, utter another syllable – at that time. I was having trouble getting my head around the situation: I was in a fetid den with a bunch of zombies – many of whom had, no doubt, recently slaughtered and eaten their fellow students – and now they were fussing over this rotten cat just like so many old women! The Catholic church almost exterminated the domestic cat in Europe during the Middle Ages – on the basis that it was the servant of the Devil or some such. What a load of superstitious nonsense, eh? Eh? Despite the coolness of our welcome, David seemed intent on spending the night among his fellows – and amid the rank, decaying filth that lay all about. “Nice little place you got here, Fellas,” I said. “I like the way you’ve decorated it.” No response. Zombies apparently have no sense of irony. But I knew I would be safe there – and nowhere else but where David was. So, I stayed. But I didn’t actually get any sleep. You might think I was nervous about one of my co-residents suddenly requiring a midnight snack. But no! I was now quite certain that David’s presence protected me absolutely from zombie attack. What kept me awake was that friggin’ tortoiseshell cat. It parked itself in the opposite corner of the room and kept me under constant observation. I could see its wide green eyes glowing in the dark. Whenever I chanced to close my own eyes, it was on the move, creeping ever closer to me. When I opened them again, it retreated. “This is ridiculous,” I thought. “It’s just a little pussy cat. You need some sleep, Pete.”
Davydh a dheuth ogas dhymm ha drehevel an gath yn jentyl dhiworth ow gavel. A-dhistowgh, an gath eth ha bos kosel. An dra euthyk ma a dhallathas purrya hag ev hy dalgennys! Huni arall yntr’an zombis a dheuth yn-rag ha pledya gans Davydh rag hy ri dhodho. “Gwin”? O hemma ger gwir? O hemma hanow an gath? Ny allav leverel – ny glywis nevra zombi vyth leverel syllabenn arall – y’n tor’ na. Kales o my dhe wonvedhes an studh: yth esov yn fow fleurys gans bagas zombis – hag i ledhys a-gynsow (ha dybrys) aga hesstudhyoryon – ha, lemmyn, yth esens ow fysla a-dro dhe’n gath vreyn ma kepar dell wra fysla keniver benynes koth! Namna dhifeudhas an eglos Gatholik an gath dovhes yn Europa dres an Oesow Kres – drefenn hy bos gwas an jowl po neppyth haval. Ass o bern flows euvergryjyk, a nyns o ev? Dar? Yn despit dhe yeynder agan dynnargh, yth heveli Davydh dhe ervira tremena an nos yn mysk y gowetha – hag yn mysk an lastedhes mosek hag ow pedri esa ow korwedha oll a-dro. “Ass yw hemma trigva hweg, ow sos,” yn-medhav. “Da yw genev an fordh may hwrussowgh hy afina.” Gorthyp vyth. Yn apert, nyns eus syns a eseth dhe zombis. Byttegyns, my a wodhya ow bos salow ena – ha le arall vyth saw mayth esa Davydh. Ytho, my a remaynyas. Mes, yn hwir, ny ylli koska. Possybyl yw ty dhe grysi ow bos nervus yn kever edhomm dhe’m kestrigoryon a gavoes a- dhesempis kroust-hanternos. Mes nyns o yndella! Y’n tor’ na, yth en poran sertan ow bos gwithys yn tien erbynn omsettyans an zombis gans lok Davydh. An dra a wrug dhymm triga difun o an gath driliw euthyk na. Hi re ombarksa yn korn an stevell ha’m gwitha prest war arhwithrans. My a ylli gweles hy dewlagas glas ledan a wolowi y’n tewlder. Peskweyth may tegeis ow dewlagas, hi a dhallathas gwaya, ow pedrevanas yn-nes dhymmo vy. Peskweyth mayth aga tasigeris, hi a wrug kildenna. “Ass yw hemma gokki,” a brederis vy. “Nyns yw a-der kathik vyghan. Res yw dhis nebes kosk, ‘Beder.” 43

band - group - bunch - gang
bagas [hanow gorow] bagasow [hanow liesplek] [hanow] [disamstyryans]

bunch - bundle
gronn masculine noun gronnow plural