short cut
skochfordh
short cuts oor Kornies
short cuts
en
Plural form of short cut.
Vertalings in die woordeboek Engels - Kornies
skochfordhow
Geskatte vertalings
Vertoon algoritmies gegenereerde vertalings
Soortgelyke frases
voorbeelde
Advanced filtering
Voorbeelde moet herlaai word.
short cuts
Hi a wra glaw lemmyn.langbot langbot
short cut
Yma sehes dhymm.langbot langbot
footpath n. trolergh m. -ow † trulerch. KS trûlergh; short-cut scochvorr (scochvordh) f. -ow PA; pathway, drive arres m. -ow WB
Martesen y hwra glaw kyns pell.langbot langbot
I cut short my speech but they did not cut short their speech.
Seytek bloodh yw ow hothman.langbot langbot
I cut short my speech but they did not cut their speech short.
Dha gi yw pur vras.englishtainment-tm-qLmNWpBJ englishtainment-tm-qLmNWpBJ
alley, alleyway n. aly m. -s E < F, also B, W; between buildings ôp m. -ys d < E; passage tremenva f. -ow nc; short-cut scochvorr
Py lyver a brensys?langbot langbot
path n. gen. way, road vorr ~ forr f. -ow SWF M fordh; arres f., pl. arresow; foot-p. trolergh m. -ow † trulerch, KS trûlergh; short-cut scochvorr f. -ow PA. SWF M scochfordh
Ny vogav.langbot langbot
‘That settles it!’ said Frodo. ‘Short cuts make delays, but inns make longer ones. At all costs we must keep you away from the Golden Perch. We want to get to Bucklebury before dark. What do you say, Sam?’
Res yw dhymm diberth lemmyn.langbot langbot
♦ I will not be s. of cleverness na fill dhemm codnyk WJ; I am not s. of money nag erama sparya a vòna > short-circuit n. troën ~ trôn gott f., pl. troëdnow cott; v. kemeres troën ~ trôn gott short-cut n. scochforr f. -ow PA SWF M scochfordh
Esos ta ow studhya?langbot langbot
behead - crop (remove) - cut short - top
Res yw dhyn ponya lemmyn.langbot langbot
‘Well, no,’ answered Pippin. ‘To tell you the truth, since you have guessed it, we got into the lane from the other end: we had come over your fields. But that was quite by accident. We lost our way in the woods, back near Woodhall, trying to take a short cut to the Ferry.’
Gwynn yw an ki.langbot langbot
vb, (harvest) trevasa; (cut short) dibenna.
Res yw dhyn oberi lemmyn.langbot langbot
behead - crop (remove) - cut short - top
Byghan lowr yw an stevel.langbot langbot
behead - crop (remove) - cut short - top
Pubonan a wor henna.langbot langbot
behead - crop (remove) - cut short - top
Ny allav vy skia.langbot langbot
They at once gave up any idea of going back. Frodo led the way, and plunged quickly into the thick bushes beside the stream. ‘Whew!’ he said to Pippin. ‘We were both right! The short cut has gone crooked already; but we got under cover only just in time. You’ve got sharp ears, Sam: can you hear anything coming?’
Yma’n edhen yn hy neyth.langbot langbot
breath n. anal f. BM; whath ~ wheth m. -ow WJ, PN; wind gwens ~ gwyns m.; shortness of b. beranal f.; out of b. whethys; be short of b. dyena PC; make s.one's b. short, cut his throat gwil còtt y wens BM; draw b. tedna anal; hold b. senjy gwyns; waste b. scòllya gwens ~ gwyns; spendya gwyns ~ gwyns
Yma edhom dhe Varia a dhewdhek oy.langbot langbot
‘Short cuts make long delays,’ argued Pippin. ‘The country is rough round here, and there are bogs and all kinds of difficulties down in the Marish - I know the land in these parts. And if you are worrying about Black Riders, I can’t see that it is any worse meeting them on a road than in a wood or a field.’
Y dhyskadores yw an venyn usi ow kewsel orth an maw na.langbot langbot
walkway n. footpath trolergh > trolerth m. -ow †; short-cut scochvorr (-vordh) f. -ow PA; paved câwns m. -ys, -ow d, PN. SWF cons wall n. vos ~ fos /voːz/ /foːz/ f. -ow Lh., WR. PN +. SWF M fos; house w. vos chei Lh. SWF M fos chi ~ chy; party w, cell w. paros m. -yow † poruit; esp. of ruin magor f. -yow PN; dry-stone w. vos segh; ke segh; >
Yma ow kul glaw.langbot langbot
Have you a computer? No! Has she got armchairs? Yes! She has two armchairs. I have not got a new wallet. . The children have a few balls. Has this dog got a name? Had that farm a dairy? The field did not have wide hedges. Has that house a large lounge? Yes! It has a large one. Has she a cat with her? Not now! Did they have their brother with them? Are these spectacles yours? Yes. Tthey are mine, thanks. Is this her glass? Yes! Isn't the next car Mr Martin's? Yes! It's Mr Martin's, I think. Were the shoes theirs? Yes! Wasn't that Wella's drink? No! It was Karenza's. I cut short my speech but they did not cut short their speech.
Yma dhodho unn gath ha dew gi.langbot langbot
This includes planting an 8,000 hectare ‘Forest for Cornwall’, retrofitting homes to make them energy efficient, and improving footpaths and cycle ways to help residents cut down on short car journeys.
Res yw dhis mos.englishtainment-tm-opXs7lam englishtainment-tm-opXs7lam
They climbed down and out of the dike and through a gap in the wall, and then Tom turned due north, for they had been bearing somewhat to the west. The land was now open and fairly level, and they quickened their pace, but the sun was already sinking low when at last they saw a line of tall trees ahead, and they knew that they had come back to the Road after many unexpected adventures. They galloped their ponies over the last furlongs, and halted under the long shadows of the trees. They were on the top of a sloping bank, and the Road, now dim as evening drew on, wound away below them. At this point it ran nearly from South-west to North-east, and on their right it fell quickly down into a wide hollow. It was rutted and bore many signs of the recent heavy rain; there were pools and pot-holes full of water. They rode down the bank and looked up and down. There was nothing to be seen. 'Well, here we are again at last!' said Frodo. 'I suppose we haven't lost more than two days by my short cut through the Forest! But perhaps the delay will prove useful - it may have put them off our trail.'
Yma dhedhi seyth mab.langbot langbot
As he struggled on he called again, and kept on calling more and more frantically; but he heard no answer for some time, and then it seemed faint and far ahead and high above him. 'Frodo! Hoy!' came the thin voices out of the mist: and then a cry that sounded like help, help! often repeated, ending with a last help! that trailed off into a long wail suddenly cut short. He stumbled forward with all the speed he could towards the cries; but the light was now gone, and clinging night had closed about him, so that it was impossible to be sure of any direction. He seemed all the time to be climbing up and up.
Res yw dhis goslowes orti.langbot langbot
crop3 (v.) 1 a cut off kotttreghi; b truncate; behead; lop dibenna; c give short haircut to berrgnyvyaz; 2 a produce as harvest tovaza; b graze on pora, peuri orth
Py eur yw hi poran?langbot langbot
I had bivouacked several times in the vast tracts of bushland that surrounded this base and, I believed, still had a rough idea of how to get from base to inaccessible bush (if ever the opportunity presented itself.) Indeed, I had done several map-and-compass navigation exercises in that area. Did I still have a mental picture of the topographic maps I had used some years before? Well, no, that would be stretching it a little. But I did remember the names of one or two of the areas I’d been put in – as well as the sort of topography to expect in those areas and how to make my way round. David and I had been placed in the same cell. Obviously, they had realised he posed no threat to me. I wasn’t then sure if army lockups are any worse than civilian ones – I hadn’t been in a civilian prison previously (except at Port Arthur). This one, however, consisted of bare concrete and two thin mattresses for bedding. There was a bucket in the corner for ablutions and a solid steel door. I wasn’t warming to these facilities. As I lay there, in that cell, mining my memory banks for potentially useful, half- remembered, scraps of information, a guard’s voice shouted something unintelligible and the door was opened. The guard shouted “get back against the wall” and a woman appeared on the scene. She was wearing a white lab coat over a neatly pressed military uniform. She was an officer – a lieutenant, I thought. I felt the urge to salute her – but the need for that particular charade had now passed and I resisted the urge. This woman was an impressive sight. Tall, commanding and (apparently) severe. Her hair was cut reasonably short and pulled tightly away from her face. Very striking – but not really pretty. I took David’s hand – just in case he had thought of snacking on her. “You are both required for the Captain’s first lecture. You will be transferred into a portable cage – and restrained as may be required.” Behind her, in the hallway, I could see three very large soldiers – each with a fuckin’ cattle-prod! “Okay, lady,” I thought. “I’ll come quietly.” I wasn’t so sure about David.
Gwynn yw ow heun.langbot langbot
27 sinne gevind in 9 ms. Hulle kom uit baie bronne en word nie nagegaan nie.