she would oor Kornies

she would

Vertalings in die woordeboek Engels - Kornies

hi a wre

she used to

Soortgelyke frases

if she would only
menja hei

if she would just
menja hei

she would have tweeted
twitsa hi

if only she would
menja hei

would that she
menja hei

she would scratch
hi a grava

she would tweet
twitya

she would come
dothya

she would have
a's tevia · hi a's tevia

voorbeelde

She would/could come
dothya

She would wish to strive 2730
Hi a dhesevsa skornya2730

if she would just
/ menja hei / / /

she would come
/ dothya / / /

She would break her heart.
hy holonn hi a dorrsa.

if only she would
/ menja hei / / /

she would have tweeted
/ twitsa hi / / /

she would scratch
/ hi a grava / / /

she would tweet
/ twitya / / /

she would
she used to / hi a wre / / /

she would have
/ a's tevia / / / pluperfect/conditional

she would have
/ hi a's tevia / / /

if she would only
/ menja hei / / /

console v. comfortya ~ confortya WR, Ord; coseletha gen; consolya ♦ she would not be cd. na venja hei bos confortyes WR; >
console v. comfortya ~ confortya WR, Ord; coseletha gen; consolya ♦ she would not be cd. na venja hei bos confortyes WR; >

In 2001 she had a role in the Welsh language soap opera Pobol y Cwm on S4C, for whom she would later host her own programme Ydy Gwenno'n Gallu...?
Yn 2001 yth esa rann yn Pobol y Cwn (Tus an Nans), gwari sebon yn Kembrek, war S4C. Hi a wrug towlen hy honan dhodho wosa henna, henwys Ydy Gwenno'n Gallu...?

He/She/It had loved / He/She/It would love
karsa

She could/would wish/want
mensa, menja

She could/would be able
galsa, galja

She could/would do or make
gwrussa

He/she/it had been / would be
bia

would that she
/ menja hei / / /

7And she said, Who would have said unto Abraham, that Sarah should have given children suck? for I have born him a son in his old age.
7Hag yn-medh hi, ‘Piw a wrussa leverel dhe Abraham Sara dhe ri an vronn dhe vebyon? Rag my re dhineythis mab dhodho yn y henys.’

He/she/it used to be / would be
bedha

A few years ago, I hear a story from a friend's mum about a local cattle charmer in the Liskeard area. Her name was Mrs Harris and, according to the story, she was the mother of a local tyre salesman in the town (there's a clue in the name). In the story, the farmer would phone Mrs Harris and she would heal the cows just by knowing in which field there were. This is one of my favourite stories and I love the idea of learning cattle charming - but I haven't found a course yet... Anyway, below is a poem I wrote celebrating Mrs Harris and the magic of cattle charming - be it true or false, it's still a lovely story.
Nans yw lies bledhen, my a glowas drolla gans mamm koweth a-dro dhe husores bughes leel yn arenebedh Lyskerrys. Hy hanow o Mrs Harris ha, herwydh an drolla, hi o mamm dhe werther bondennow aswonys yn ta y'n dre (an hanow yw klou). Y'n drolla, an tiek a vynnsa pellgowsel gans Mrs Harris ha hi a vynnsa gwellhe bughes jest dre wodhvos yn py ke mayth esens. An drolla ma yw onan an mogha kerys genev ha my a gar an tybyans a dhyski husa bughes - mes ny drovis vy kors hwath. Yn neb kas, a-is yma bardhonek a skrifis a solempen Mrs Harris ha'n pystri a husa bughes - a pe po gwir po fals, yth yw hwath drolla hweg.

Talk to me, you very wise man, to he who has much and many a land, and I did hear the people comment how it was done to you a terrible good wife. She knows how to sew well with her wool, and in her hearth she should find a fire. It's not worth buying firewood by the horse-load, nor going to collect the brambles around the hedges; for that will be spoken about the land, better she would be buying some coal. And that will warm you behind and in front; and you can drink the best beer if you have malt. It's not worth you making houses on the beach; through that you will lose many things. But if you wish to build against the cold land, you should get the largest stones, and those will last against sea and wind, there is no bad done now nor before.
Kowsowgh dhe'vy, chy den mar fur, dhe neb eus meur a peth ha lies tir, ha my 'wrug klowes an pobel [ow] kampolla fatl'yw gwres dhe'jy uthik gwreg dha. Hei 'wor gwul padn da gen hy gwlan, hag et hy oles hi 'dalvia kawas tan. Na dal dhis perna kunys orth an sawgh, na moas [ow] kuntel an dreys 'dro dhe'n keow; rag hedna 'vedn boas kowsys 'dro dhe'n pow, gwell hei via [ow] perna nebes glow. Ha hedna 'vedn 'gas tobma a-dhelergh ha a-rag; ha hwei 'ell eva kor' gwella mars eus dhewgh brag. Na dal dhewgh gwul treven war an treth; dres hedna hwei a vedn kelli meur a peth. Bus mar mednowgh derevel warbydn an pow yeyn, hwei 'dalvia kawas an broassa meyn, ha'n re-na 'vedn durya 'bydn mor ha gwyns, nag eus drog vyth gwres lebmyn na hens.