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feel

/fiːl/ adjektief, Verb, werkwoord, naamwoord, voornaamwoord, bywoord
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Alternative form of fele.

Vertalings in die woordeboek Engels - Kornies

klewes

hanow verbel, verb-hanow
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klowes

hanow verbel, verb-hanow
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omglewes

hanow verbel, verb-hanow
en
to be aware
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Soortgelyke frases

good feelings
omglewansow da
feels bad
klewes drog
make someone feel uncomfortable
disesya
I didn't feel
ny berthis · ny wrug vy klywes
feel hot
omglewes tomm
feel ill
omgleves anyagh
feel affection
omguva
feel one's way
pawa
I feel
my a omglew · my a omglyw

voorbeelde

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feel (to be aware)
Ni a wre oberi ragdha.langbot langbot
When the young women approached, they discovered that the lad who had been killed was their brother. We shall not attempt to describe their feelings.
Res vydh dhis dos genen.langbot langbot
numb - absence of feeling
Res yw dhymm godhvos lemmyn.langbot langbot
Go ahead when you feel weak
Yth esov ow redya an New York Times.langbot langbot
feel
yw da genes ergh?langbot langbot
We're no strangers to love You know the rules and so do I A full commitment's what I'm thinkin' of You wouldn't get this from any other guy I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling Gotta make you understand Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry, never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you We've know each other for so long Your heart's been achin' but you're too shy to say it Inside we both know what's been going on We know the game and we're gonna play it And if you ask me how I'm feeling Don't tell me you're too blind to see Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry, never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry, never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you (Give you up, give you up) Never gonna give, never gonna give (Give you up) Never gonna give, never gonna give (Give you up) We've know each other for so long Your heart's been achin' but you're too shy to say it Inside we both know what's been going on We know the game and we're gonna play it I just wanna tell you how I'm feelin' Gotta make you understand Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry, never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry, never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry, never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
Meur ras dhis.langbot langbot
(hkv.) 1 a eksperya a-bervedh have; 2 ~ poenvotter worry, ~ fowt want, feel the absence of, ~ hwanz a want; 3 doen carry, bear; 4 dri bring
Toshio, piw yw da genes?langbot langbot
Whether the morning and evening of one day or of many days had passed Frodo could not tell. He did not feel either hungry or tired, only filled with wonder. The stars shone through the window and the silence of the heavens seemed to be round him. He spoke at last out of his wonder and a sudden fear of that silence:
An re na yw ow lyvrow.langbot langbot
(hkg.) omglywanz sensation, feeling; perception, experience
Helen, ow heniterow yw homma.langbot langbot
feeling
An lyver-ma yw re gostek ragov.langbot langbot
The North gate was much as I had imagined it: a squad of soldiers positioned behind and beside an APC (armoured personnel carrier) that had brought them there – and a well-constructed sandbag emplacement for a heavy machine gun. The machine gun was continuing to pour deadly metal into the dozens of zombies who streamed through the university gate into College Crescent. The squad members, lying prone on the footpath, added to this toll by directing their comparatively puny rifles at the same targets. It seemed that none of the zombies was getting more than a few feet past the gate before being felled. The pile of corpses had grown to an alarming height within a very short time. I guessed that, at its highest point, it was around seven feet high. But still the terrified – and often smouldering – undead came, climbing over the now-dead undead. And they, too, were shredded by the gunfire and fell just as quickly on those whose bodies they were climbing. What were my feelings as I watched this carnage? Could I put my emotions to one side merely because these creatures were no longer truly human? No, not really. Some of those fallen had been classmates of mine a few days previously. More than that, my own brother crouched beside me, watching the spectacle intently – and he, too, was one of these less-than-human beasts. And still I felt David’s pain – whether I wanted it or not. We both watched for, maybe, twenty minutes or more – and then a most unexpected thing happened: the clatter of the heavy machine gun abruptly ceased. Was it out of ammunition? Surely not, the APC must have been loaded with boxfuls of belts of machine-gun bullets. However, after firing continuously for so long, the barrel of the gun would have been red hot. So, perhaps, ...? I saw the commander leap into the gun emplacement and desperately try to manipulate parts of the silent weapon – with no obvious success. The gun had definitely jammed.
Usi hi tre?langbot langbot
Our crunchy Crepe Dentelle will conjure up that feeling of cosying up near an open fireplace in a local pub.
Hwi a yll dos.englishtainment-tm-HlBon0HM englishtainment-tm-HlBon0HM
to touch - to feel - to stroke
Hi yw ow hwor.langbot langbot
There we shall surely feel the spirit of our land
Ny allav vy gweles!langbot langbot
depressed - feeling low
Ny’gas gweresav.langbot langbot
feels
Yma’n venyn ow tybri bara.langbot langbot
feeling
Bydh lowen!langbot langbot
The officers were satisfied. My manner had convinced them. I was singularly at ease. They sat, and while I answered cheerily, they chatted of familiar things. But, ere long, I felt myself getting pale and wished them gone. My head ached, and I fancied a ringing in my ears: but still they sat and still chatted. The ringing became more distinct:—It continued and became more distinct: I talked more freely to get rid of the feeling: but it continued and gained definiteness—until, at length, I found that the noise was not within my ears.
Yma dhedhi seyth mab.langbot langbot
But equally, I know I came away feeling as scared of the police as I have done for a long time.
Yma jynn-amontya dhymm.langbot langbot
feel revulsion
Drog yw genev oyow.langbot langbot
THE INFIRMARY The next thing I remember was coughing up blood. I was no longer in the decompression chamber. I couldn’t focus my eyes – and I was so ill that I didn’t give a rat’s arse where I was. Deep, excoriating coughs seized me time and time again – and, time and time again, great gouts of coagulating blood emerged from my throat. Do you know how shitty you feel when you’ve got a stomach upset and you start ‘heaving your heart out’? Multiply that by 50 times. “If these are my actual lungs that I am coughing up,” I wondered, “ how on Earth am I still breathing?” A young nurse was attending me and catching my bloody ejecta in a shiny metal bowl. She showed no sign of disgust. She didn’t ask me to speak. She could see that I was beyond speech. She smiled encouragingly at me and stroked the still- raw scorch marks that she could see on my bare forearm. That was nice. “What evil have they done to you?” she whispered, apparently to herself. There were curtains drawn about my bed. Was that to protect my privacy or to keep prying eyes away? I saw a silhouetted head briefly appear at the side of one curtain. I could not make out the features of the backlit face but I felt sure it was Doctor Ingrid. The silhouette lingered for a few seconds only, long enough to exchange a glance but no words with the nurse attending me. Then it was gone. “You know she saved your life, young fella,” said the nurse, simply. “Tell!” I rasped. (Actually, I meant to say “Tell me!” but the second word did not come.) The nurse looked uncertain about this. Would she get into trouble for telling me what she had seen or heard?
Homm yw pluven.langbot langbot
Nor will not feel till the last day.
Ny vogav.langbot langbot
earshot, hearing klewes sensation, impression, feeling
Kas yw genev diwosow hweg.langbot langbot
And if you ask me how I'm feeling Don't tell me you're too blind to see
Honn yw ow hwor.langbot langbot
To feel the blows.
Pur goynt.langbot langbot
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