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Yma hi ow kwiska pows wynn hedhyw.langbot langbot
If I were you... / A is an alternative to the more common mar for ‘if’. Like mar, it triggers a 4th mutation.
A Yowann, a welsys ta an gath?langbot langbot
Its fastest speed wasn’t more than forty miles an hour – and that was when it was going down a steep hill, with a following wind filling the wind shield like a sail! On a flat road, its fastest speed wasn’t more than thirty miles an hour.
Ev a armas rag gweres.langbot langbot
It was an accident, nothing else. / Droglam is an accident like a car crash; gwall is more moderate and can mean ‘unintentional error’.
Hi a vynn dyski neuvya.langbot langbot
Exodus 11 1And the LORD said unto Moses, Yet will I bring one plague more upon Pharaoh, and upon Egypt; afterwards he will let you go hence: when he shall let you go, he shall surely thrust you out hence altogether. 2Speak now in the ears of the people, and let every man borrow of his neighbour, and every woman of her neighbour, jewels of silver, and jewels of gold. 3And the LORD gave the people favour in the sight of the Egyptians. Moreover the man Moses was very great in the land of Egypt, in the sight of Pharaoh's servants, and in the sight of the people. 4And Moses said, Thus saith the LORD, About midnight will I go out into the midst of Egypt: 5and all the firstborn in the land of Egypt shall die, from the firstborn of Pharaoh that sitteth upon his throne, even unto the firstborn of the maidservant that is behind the mill; and all the firstborn of beasts. 6And there shall be a great cry throughout all the land of Egypt, such as there was none like it, nor shall be like it any more. 7But against any of the children of Israel shall not a dog move his tongue, against man or beast: that ye may know how that the LORD doth put a difference between the Egyptians and Israel. 8And all these thy servants shall come down unto me, and bow down themselves unto me, saying, Get thee out, and all the people that follow thee: and after that I will go out. And he went out from Pharaoh in a great anger. 9And the LORD said unto Moses, Pharaoh shall not hearken unto you; that my wonders may be multiplied in the land of Egypt. 10And Moses and Aaron did all these wonders before Pharaoh: and the LORD hardened Pharaoh's heart, so that he would not let the children of Israel go out of his land.
Res o dhymm assaya.langbot langbot
Close ongoing monitoring of the evidence will be needed as more knowledge of the impacts of COVID becomes available, but it is likely that without mitigations the pandemic will increase and entrench health inequalities that existed before the emergency.
My a armas.langbot langbot
‘If you mean, inventing all that about a "present", well, I thought the true story much more likely, and I couldn’t see the point of altering it at all. It was very unlike Bilbo to do so, anyway; and I thought it rather odd.’
Ny allav vy mordardha.langbot langbot
Bilbo drew his hand over his eyes. I am sorry,’ he said. ‘But I felt so queer. And yet it would be a relief in a way not to be bothered with it any more. It has been so growing on my mind lately. Sometimes I have felt it was like an eye looking at me. And I am always wanting to put it on and disappear, don’t you know; or wondering if it is safe, and pulling it out to make sure. I tried locking it up, but I found I couldn’t rest without it in my pocket. I don’t know why. And I don’t seem able to make up my mind.’
Py liw yw an re na?langbot langbot
Before long, washed and refreshed, the hobbits were seated at the table, two on each side, while at either end sat Goldberry and the Master. It was a long and merry meal. Though the hobbits ate, as only famished hobbits can eat, there was no lack. The drink in their drinking-bowls seemed to be clear cold water, yet it went to their hearts like wine and set free their voices. The guests became suddenly aware that they were singing merrily, as if it was easier and more natural than talking.
Tom a verwis nans yw teyr bledhen.langbot langbot
“I was there on Day One, sister! I saw all those kids bitten by those first zombies – the ones who appeared from nowhere. I saw most of the guys who got bitten become zombies – or just be torn apart, destroyed. But, I also saw guys, very close friends of mine, get bitten, get sick and then recover! They ended up as well as you or I are now – or, at least, as well as you are now...” I saw her wince a little at this oblique reference to the injuries that I had suffered (at least, indirectly) at her hands. Good! I continued: “...I saw this happen with my own two eyes. Those guys recovered completely – though they’ve probably been burnt to a crisp by napalm now. All they had to remind them of their infection were the scars of the zombie bites.” I paused and sighed. Ingrid remained silent. So, I pressed the attack: “But you can believe whatever you want, doctor,” I said, “ because, actually, I don’t care anymore. I know that I’m going to die, too – and, unless I miss my guess, the “Angel of Death” will be arranging for my, very painful, passing very shortly – when he has no further experimental use for me or David. Maybe he can arrange for a ton of napalm to be dropped on me as well? What do you think?” This was a bit of theatrics on my part. I didn’t really believe that my death was so imminent – I considered that I was still far too ‘useful’ to the Captain’s research – whatever that really was (apart from sadism). I thought he might kill me but that, if that happened in the near future, it was more likely to be by experimental error or oversight. Furthermore, you will have noted that, in talking to Ingrid, I had glossed over one very salient fact: my friends had indeed survived zombie bites but they had never become zombies themselves. I knew of no case where a zombie had reverted to normalcy. As far as I knew, this was impossible. It was a definite one-way street – but Doctor Ingrid did not need to know that. “So, these guys, the ones who recovered, what do you think made them different from all the other guys – the ones who stayed being zombies?”
Nyns yw boghosek.langbot langbot
That view was somehow disquieting; so they turned from the sight and went down into the hollow circle. In the midst of it there stood a single stone, standing tall under the sun above, and at this hour casting no shadow. It was shapeless and yet significant: like a landmark, or a guarding finger, or more like a warning. But they were now hungry, and the sun was still at the fearless noon; so they set their backs against the east side of the stone. It was cool, as if the sun had had no power to warm it; but at that time this seemed pleasant. There they took food and drink, and made as good a noon-meal under the open sky as anyone could wish; for the food came from 'down under Hill'. Tom had provided them with plenty for the comfort of the day. Their ponies unburdened strayed upon the grass.
Yw henna ergh?langbot langbot
Here I found some young onions, a couple of gladiolus bulbs, and a quantity of immature carrots, all of which I secured, and, scrambling over a ruined wall, went on my way through scarlet and crimson trees towards Kew--it was like walking through an avenue of gigantic blood drops--possessed with two ideas: to get more food, and to limp, as soon and as far as my strength permitted, out of this accursed unearthly region of the pit.
Ny allav y gonvedhes.langbot langbot
The others looked at him. The shadow of the fear of the Black Riders came suddenly over them again. Ever since they had entered the Forest they had thought chiefly of getting back to the Road; only now when it lay beneath their feet did they remember the danger which pursued them, and was more than likely to be lying in wait for them upon the Road itself. They looked anxiously back towards the setting sun, but the Road was brown and empty.
My a dhegemeras dha lyther.langbot langbot
Through this site, I’d like to bring you a taste of what’s happening in the Cornish-speaking world – the Kernewegorieth – so that you can, perhaps, see a reason to learn it and use it yourself – for a more Cornish way of life.
An lyver ma a skrifis.langbot langbot
So, let's begin by going deep into the ground down the shafta or shaft as English speakers may call it. There's a couple of different places which could serve as the possible root of this word, after the obvious Proto-Indo-European skapos. One might assume that Latin, the source of many words in the Brythonic languages, would have been the source, scapus. It cognates nicely to the Proto-Indo-European but alas did not retain its original meaning. It did, however, give English its word scape. The second possible, and much more likely root, of shafta is from the Proto-Germanic skaftaz. This developed into the Old English sceaft before becoming the Middle and Contemporary English shaft. This was then adopted into Cornish, more or less. But how can we be sure that this is the root, well let's have a look at our Brythonic cousins. In Welsh we have siafft whereas the Breton is barr. The Breton comes from the Proto-Celtic barko meaning spear or shaft, this become bêr (pike/spear) in Welsh and does not appear to exist in contemporary Cornish anymore. Only Cornish and Welsh were thusly exposed to English, so we can say with some certainty that the Germans gave us shafta.
dy'Mergher yw hedhyw.langbot langbot
‘Be kind to a poor old hobbit!’ laughed Frodo. ‘I shall be as thin as a willow-wand, I’m sure, before I get to Buckland. But I was talking nonsense. I suspect you have taken more than your share, Sam, and I shall look into it at our next packing.’ He picked up his stick again. ‘Well, we all like walking in the dark,’ he said, ‘so let’s put some miles behind us before bed.’
My a vynn triga.langbot langbot
‘No, but I had to badger you,’ said Gandalf. ‘I wanted the truth. It was important. Magic rings are - well, magical; and they are rare and curious. I was professionally interested in your ring, you may say; and I still am. I should like to know where it is, if you go wandering again. Also I think you have had it quite long enough. You won’t need it any more. Bilbo, unless I am quite mistaken.’
My a vynn ri dhodho y lyver a-vorow.langbot langbot
‘I do - when I know anything. But I don’t feel too sure about this whole affair. It has now come to the final point. You have had your joke, and alarmed or offended most of your relations, and given the whole Shire something to talk about for nine days, or ninety-nine more likely. Are you going any further?’
Ni a allas kerdhes.langbot langbot
‘You’re right, Dad!’ said the Gaffer. ‘Not that the Brandybucks of Buck-land live in the Old Forest; but they’re a queer breed, seemingly. They fool about with boats on that big river - and that isn’t natural. Small wonder that trouble came of it, I say. But be that as it may, Mr. Frodo is as nice a young hobbit as you could wish to meet. Very much like Mr. Bilbo, and in more than looks. After all his father was a Baggins. A decent respectable hobbit was Mr. Drogo Baggins; there was never much to tell of him, till he was drownded.’
Yma an lyver war an voos.langbot langbot
The sky was clear and the stars were growing bright. ‘It’s going to be a fine night,’ he said aloud. ‘That’s good for a beginning. I feel like walking. I can’t bear any more hanging about. I am going to start, and Gandalf must follow me.’ He turned to go back, and then slopped, for he heard voices, just round the corner by the end of Bagshot Row. One voice was certainly the old Gaffer’s; the other was strange, and somehow unpleasant. He could not make out what it said, but he heard the Gaffer’s answers, which were rather shrill. The old man seemed put out.
Deg, ugens, deg warn ugens, dew-ugens, deg ha dew-ugens, tri-ugens, deg ha tri-ugens, peswar-ugens, deg ha peswar-ugens, kans.langbot langbot
Sing the twenty-first psalm! Mr Bates' butcher's shop is the fourth shop in Church Street. She read the ninth lesson. This afternoon they are meeting their friends. Weren't they holding the handles? Will you eat this apple? No thanks! Can you see the sea yet? I can (= yes). Look here's the basket but there's nothing in it. There is the fishing boat but there's no one in it. Now we buy mackerel in the market. Will you go with us to the dance? He made a dresser of oak wood. They have sold the old cinema. The plants are alive still. Little Marilyn saw a monkey in the tree. Take this drink for you (= yourself). I don't like that woman any more. The sky was grey with clouds and it rained. You can fill the cup with water. Drink a cupful of it! George left his dog outside the house. You can't sit on the lawn. It's too wet. Goodbye! See you soon. My car is not sold yet. Her green dress is new. Those (people) talk nonsenes. I don't know that man. There was a tall chestnut tree in the middle of the lawn. Who is her mother-in-law, then? Look at that dirty cushion! Wait two minutes, please!
My a vynn gweles!langbot langbot
I opened the heavy steel door just a crack at first. The distant streetlights provided some illumination – and I could see no movement or sign of life. So, I opened the door a little wider – and, no, the hinges had not been oiled for some time and they creaked loudly. Spooky – and annoying. There was a large Morton Bay fig-tree nearby and, at the sound of the creaking hinges, a flock of several large fruit bats took to flight, silhouetted against the night sky. (At that time, fruit bats were still very rare in Melbourne.) They had been feasting on the figs, of course, and I had interrupted their meal. Bugger! I had hoped to be a little less obtrusive in my first sally forth from the crypt. So, I waited, ready to retreat inside quickly if I had attracted any unwanted attention. Five minutes or so had passed. No-one came. No footsteps. No voices. Okay, I slipped through the door and carefully pushed it shut again. It made no noise when I closed it. Why was that? Don’t know – I was just grateful for small mercies. I stood for a time to allow my eyes to become accustomed to the darkness. Even so, it was still bloody dark. I cast my eye towards the gate-keeper’s house. If the soldiers had remained stationed at the cemetery gate – opposite the Northern gate of the university – that was the logical place for them to set up base. I expected that they would sleep there, too. The gate-keeper’s house was built solely as a residence some time in the 19th century. Though it was not exactly grand, it must have blended in well with the nearby sandstone buildings of the university. Of course, that harmony had long since been disrupted by the presence of more modern buildings nearby. Still, I had always thought it looked like a particularly elegant and comfortable place in which a gentleman could reside. (Nice garden, too – within a privet hedge.) There was a soft glow at one of its windows but no sound coming from the building. The gatekeeper’s house was, in current times, set up both as a residence and administrative centre. So, I would have expected the squad – or, rather, its replacement – would have found all mod-cons available in the building – as well as space to set up communications, store munitions and so on.
Res o dhymm assaya.langbot langbot
When I first came to Cornwall, I decided I liked everything about it, and seeing the place-names I decided I wanted to learn the language. For years farming got in the way and there were no classes, but now there''s a local class, I''m no longer farming and I have more time and I can do it. I need a challenge and without the farming Cornish Language is it. I enjoy the social aspect, joining-in with singing e.t.c., and being part of the Cornish-speaking Community.
Yma dhe’m modrep tri flogh.langbot langbot
Once more the desire to slip on the Ring came over Frodo; but this time it was stronger than before. So strong that, almost before he realized what he was doing, his hand was groping in his pocket. But at that moment there came a sound like mingled song and laughter. Clear voices rose and fell in the starlit air. The black shadow straightened up and retreated. It climbed on to the shadowy horse and seemed to vanish across the lane into the darkness on the other side. Frodo breathed again.
Ny allav vy dybri kig.langbot langbot
Cornwall Council is the Unitary Authority for Cornwall in the United Kingdom. Cornwall Council leads the Cornish language programme and has established the Cornish Language Office. The Cornish Language Lead is responsible for increasing the use of Cornish in the work of the Council, giving advice to organisations who want to use Cornish and for coordinating projects in the community. The Cornish Language Strategy 2015-2025 sets out future development of the language and is made up of four main parts: Status, Use, Acquisition and Corpus. The Strategy aims to increase the number of Cornish speakers and create more opportunities to use Cornish. The Cornish language is in a stronger state than it has been for a long time, but just like all small languages, there is a need for a programme to protect, support and develop the language. Each year, the Cornish Language Office supports projects which will increase the use of Cornish and the skills and capacity to develop the language. A list of our current and previous projects can be found here.
Diwedhes yw.langbot langbot
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