the strong ones oor Kornies

the strong ones

Vertalings in die woordeboek Engels - Kornies

an re grev

voorbeelde

the strong ones
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Whilst the Covid-19 pandemic and its lockdowns have presented unprecedented challenges, they have also put a much greater focus on the value of green spaces and access to the world of nature; and our national economic recovery plan has a strong emphasis on clean green growth.
Kyn presentyas an pandemik Covid-19 ha’y naw alhwedh chalenjys na veu gwelys kyns, i re worras keffrys fog fest brassa orth roweth spasow glas ha hedhas dhe’n bys a natur; ha’gan towlen dhasvewnans erbysek kenedhlek a’s teves poslev krev war devyans yw glas ha glan.

This silver ball was given, by many Hurlers, strong and big to Wella Gwavas the gentleman, on the first day of October, the meet, in the parish of Paul, in fair Cornwall in the year of Christ our dear Lord one thousand seven hundred and half-ten.
An bel arghans ma 'veu res, gen meur [a] Hurlysi, krev ha broas dhe Wella Gwavas an den jentyl an kensa jorna a vis Hedra, an kuntel, en pluw Paul, en Kernow teg an bloodh Krist an Arlodh hweg mil seyth kans ha hanter deg.

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.
Unnweyth arta, ewl dhe slynkya an bysow dh’y vys a livas a-dreus Frodo; mes lemmyn an omglywans o kreffa es kyns. Mar krev may tallathas y dhorn palvala yn y boket kyns ev dhe aswonn an pyth a wrug ev. Mes dhe’n pols na, y teuth son haval dhe gan ha hwarth kemmyskys. Levow kler a ughelhas ha koedha y’n ayr sterenowys. An skeus du a ewnhas ha kildenna. Ev a gramblas war an margh skeusek, ha dell hevelis, disomdhiskwedha a-dreus an bownder y’n tewlder dhe’n tu arall. Yth anellas Frodo arta.

Cornwall has always had a strong culture of storytelling; from the land, our language and history, the way we collaborate together, just getting on with it, experimenting, making work, working out how to do things, sometimes in unconventional yet distinct ways.
Yma hirdermyn gonisogeth krev dhe Gernow a dherivas drollys; dhyworth an tir, agan yeth hag istori, an fordh may kesoberyn war-barth, pesya ganso hogen, arbrevi, gul oberi, rekna fatel gowlwul taklow, treweythyow yn fordhow anusadow mes diblans.

♦ a strong disp. was raised bresel cref a veu sordyes PA; on the next day a disp. arose ternos y sordyas bresel PA; what advice to you give me about the disp. and sound (i.e. mutterings) of the evil people? peth a cussül a wreth dhebm orth an vresel a son a’n debel bobel ? OM
♦ a strong disp. was raised bresel cref a veu sordyes PA; on the next day a disp. arose ternos y sordyas bresel PA; what advice to you give me about the disp. and sound (i.e. mutterings) of the evil people? peth a cussül a wreth dhebm orth an vresel a son a’n debel bobel ? OM

The quality of the entries was high, all of them with strong songs and original and diverse performances, from a personal tale from Tir ha Tavas, to a song conjuring up the atmosphere of a voyage on the sea, to a song in the voice of Miss Havisham from Dickens’ Great Expectations.
Kwalita an entransow o ughel, oll anedha gans kanow krev ha performyansow derowel ha divers, a-dhyworth hwedhel personel gans Tir ha Tavas, dhe gan ow profya ayrgylgh vyaj war’n mor, dhe gan yn lev Mestresik Havisham a-dhyworth Gwaytyansow Meur gans Dickens.

ROMANS 14 The Weak and the Strong 1Accept the one whose faith is weak, without quarreling over disputable matters. 2One person’s faith allows them to eat anything, but another, whose faith is weak, eats only vegetables. 3The one who eats everything must not treat with contempt the one who does not, and the one who does not eat everything must not judge the one who does, for God has accepted them. 4Who are you to judge someone else’s servant? To their own master, servants stand or fall. And they will stand, for the Lord is able to make them stand. 5One person considers one day more sacred than another; another considers every day alike. Each of them should be fully convinced in their own mind. 6Whoever regards one day as special does so to the Lord. Whoever eats meat does so to the Lord, for they give thanks to God; and whoever abstains does so to the Lord and gives thanks to God. 7For none of us lives for ourselves alone, and none of us dies for ourselves alone. 8If we live, we live for the Lord; and if we die, we die for the Lord. So, whether we live or die, we belong to the Lord. 9For this very reason, Christ died and returned to life so that he might be the Lord of both the dead and the living. 10You, then, why do you judge your brother or sister? Or why do you treat them with contempt? For we will all stand before God’s judgment seat. 11It is written: “ ‘As surely as I live,’ says the Lord, ‘every knee will bow before me; every tongue will acknowledge God.’ ” 12So then, each of us will give an account of ourselves to God. 13Therefore let us stop passing judgment on one another. Instead, make up your mind not to put any stumbling block or obstacle in the way of a brother or sister. 14I am convinced, being fully persuaded in the Lord Jesus, that nothing is unclean in itself. But if anyone regards something as unclean, then for that person it is unclean. 15If your brother or sister is distressed because of what you eat, you are no longer acting in love. Do not by your eating destroy someone for whom Christ died. 16Therefore do not let what you know is good be spoken of as evil. 17For the kingdom of God is not a matter of eating and drinking, but of righteousness, peace and joy in the Holy Spirit, 18because anyone who serves Christ in this way is pleasing to God and receives human approval. 19Let us therefore make every effort to do what leads to peace and to mutual edification. 20Do not destroy the work of God for the sake of food. All food is clean, but it is wrong for a person to eat anything that causes someone else to stumble. 21It is better not to eat meat or drink wine or to do anything else that will cause your brother or sister to fall. 22So whatever you believe about these things keep between yourself and God. Blessed is the one who does not condemn himself by what he approves. 23But whoever has doubts is condemned if they eat, because their eating is not from faith; and everything that does not come from faith is sin.
ROMANYON 14 Na Vreus Dha Vroder 1Ha neb yw gwann y'n fydh, degemmerewgh e heb dadhla a-dro dhe dybyansow. 2Onan a grys y hyll dybri pup-tra, mes an den gwann ny dheber saw unnsel losow; 3na wres neb a dheber skornya ev neb na dheber, ha na wres neb na dheber breusi ev neb a dheber, rag Duw re'n degemmeras. 4Piw os jy hag a vreus servont den arall? A-rag y vester y honan y sev po y koedh. Ha skoedhys vydh, rag Duw a yll gul dhodho sevel. 5Unn den a syns unn jydh gwell ages dydh arall, ha den arall a syns pub dydh par. Bedhes peub sur yn y vrys y honan. 6Neb a syns dy'goel, dhe'n Arloedh y'n syns, ha neb a dheber, dhe'n Arloedh y teber rag yth aswonn gras dhe'n Arloedh; ha neb na dheber, ny dheber ev dhe'n Arloedh hag ev a aswonn gras dhe Dhuw. 7Ny vew nagonan ahanan dhodho y honan ha ny verow nagonan dhodho y honan. 8Mar pewyn, dhe'n Arloedh y pewyn ha mar merwyn, dhe'n Arloedh y ferwyn; ytho bewa po merwel mar kwren, dhe'n Arloedh yth on. 9Rakhenna Krist a verwis ha dasvewa, rag may fe Arloedh an re varow ha'n re vew. 10Prag y freusydh dha vroder, po prag y skornydh dha vroder? Rag ni oll a wra sevel a-rag barr Duw. 11Rag skrifys yw, ‘Dell vewav, yn-medh an Arloedh, pub glin a wra plegya dhymmo vy ha pub taves a wormel Dhuw.’ 12Ytho peub ahanan a re akont dhe Dhuw yn y gever y honan. Na Wra dhe'th Vroder Trebuchya 13Ytho na vreusyn an eyl ahanan y gila mes breusyn yn kynsa na worryn men trebuchya po maglenn yn fordh an broder. 14My a woer ha gwrys sur ov gans an Arloedh Yesu, nag yw travyth kemmyn dredho y honan, mes gans an den a dyb y vos kemmyn, kemmyn yw. 15Mes mara'n jevydh dha vroder offens der an pyth a dhybrydh, ny gerdhydh na fella yn kerensa. Na as dha voes dhe dhistrui nebonan may ferwis Krist a'y wovis. 16Ytho na as may fo agas da dampnys. 17Rag nyns yw gwlaskor Duw dybri nag eva mes ewnder ha kres ha lowender y'n Spyrys Sans; 18neb a serv Krist yndella yw plegadow gans Duw ha kevys da gans tus. 19Holyn ytho taklow a gres ha'n taklow may trehav dredha an eyl y gila. 20Na dhistru a-barth boes ober Duw. Pup-tra yw glan yn tevri mes kamm yw nebonan dhe wul may trebucchyo re erell der an pyth a dheber ev. 21Ewn yw bos heb dybri kig po eva gwin po bos heb gul travyth hag a wra may trebucchyo dha vroder. 22An fydh a'th eus, gwith e a-rag Duw; gwynnvys neb na omvreus y'n pyth yw da ganso. 23Mes neb a'n jeves dout, dampnys yw ev mar teber, rag ny'n gwra a fydh; rag oll na dheu a fydh yw pegh.

It was a calm wind the first time, playing about my feet, but I heard it. The second time, it was a strong wind, tinted with a breath of salt forming a thin crystal crust on my skin. I have to say, it was tempting. I have never heard something so strong, so welcoming... so terrible its power.
Gwens kosel o va an kensa pres, o kwari a-dro dhe dreys vy, bes y glowes a wrugam. An nessa pres, gwyns krev o va, liwys gen wheth a holan o kul kresten wrys tanow war gneus vy. Ma odhom dhe vy a lawl, dynyek o. Beskath na wrugavy klowes neppeth mar grev, mar dhegemerus... mar euthyk y nerth.

Some parts of the UK have a strong tradition of trade union membership that has persisted even after the anti-union laws passed in the 80s. My perception is that Cornwall is not one of these areas. As the labour movement was growing in the UK, Cornwall’s industry was already in deep decline, and the sectors that replaced it (agriculture, fishing, tourism) tended not to be so heavily unionized. So unions have to build engagement from the ground up.
Yma dhe nebes rannow an RU hengov krev a eseleth kesunyans lavur re dhuryas hogen wosa bos passys an laghys gorth-kesunyans y’n 80ow. Ow honvedhes yw nag yw Kernow onan a’n ranndiryow ma. Ha movyans an lavur ow tevi y’n RU, diwysyans Kernow o seulabrys yn difyk down, ha nyns o an asrannow a’n asleas (ammeth, pyskessa, tornyaseth), dre vras, kesunys mar boos. Ytho, res yw dhe gesunyansow sevel omworrans a dhalleth gwag.

Pass me some milk, please. I'm thirsty. All of us can answer that question. All the near relations are dead now. Some of the names are Cornish, it seems. On behalf of all of us, 'Thanks!' Are you all ready? There's no one here although it's seven o'clock now. Not one of you is strong enough to lift this stone. These good pasties are made of beef. Mother bought the meat in Mr. Ross' butcher's shop. He sells the best beef. The cowsheds are made of wood. Those sweets were made of pink sugar.
Ystynn dhymm nebes leth, mar pleg. Yma syghes dhymm. Oll ahanan a yll gorthybi dhe'n govynn na . Oll an gerens (pl. of kar) yw marow lemmyn. Nebes a'n hynwyn yw kernewek, dell hevel. A-barth oll ahanan, 'Meur ras!' Yw oll ahanowgh parys? Nyns eus denvydh omma kynth yw hi seyth eur lemmyn. Nyns yw onan ahanowgh krev lowr dhe sevel an men ma. An pastiow da ma yw gwrys a vewin. An vamm a brenas an kig yn kikti Mr Ross, an kiger. Ev a werth an gwella bewin. An bowjiow yw gwrys a brenn. An hwegynnow na o gwrys a sugra gwynnrudh

A new year and a new location for Kan Rag Kernow. The event was held at the Hotel Lowenac in Camborne for the first time and the move was a success with an excellent atmosphere on the evening. Four groups took part in the competition – unfortunately a fifth could not make it – the Aggie Boys’ Choir. The quality of the entries was high, all of them with strong songs and original and diverse performances, from a personal tale from Tir ha Tavas, to a song conjuring up the atmosphere of a voyage on the sea, to a song in the voice of Miss Havisham from Dickens’ Great Expectations. But the winners of the night were The Rowan Tree with their song Tresor (Treasure). It was very lively and memorable, and the perfect song to represent Kernow. Good luck to The Rowan Tree in Ireland in April – our fingers are crossed!
Gans an vledhen nowydh, yth esa tyller nowydh dhe Gan Rag Kernow. An hwarvos a veu synsys yn Ostel Lowenac yn Kammbronn an prys ma ha sewen bras o gans ayrgylgh splann. Yth esa peswar bagas ow kemeres rann y’n kesstrif y honan. Soweth nyns o possybyl rag pympes dos – Keur An Vebyon Vreannek. Kwalita an entransow o ughel, oll anedha gans kanow krev ha performyansow derowel ha divers, a-dhyworth hwedhel personel gans Tir ha Tavas, dhe gan ow profya ayrgylgh vyaj war’n mor, dhe gan yn lev Mestresik Havisham a-dhyworth Gwaytyansow Meur gans Dickens. Mes gwaynyoryon an nos o The Rowan Tree (An Gerdhinen) gans aga han Tresor. Fest bewek ha kovadow o an performyans ha kan perfeyth rag representya Kernow. Chons da dhe’n Rowan Tree yn Iwerdhon mis Ebrel – agan besies yw krewsys!

Then Christ definitely left them and went again to pray for us on his knees to his father as he had said. His pains were strong and great upon him without being deserved. The reason was that he knew he was gong to die for all the land.
Ena Krist sur a's gasas hag eth arta dhe besi war benn glin dhyworth y das dell lavarsa ragon ni. Y baynys o krev ha bras warnodho heb y dyli. Reson o rag oll an wlas ev a wodhya y ferwi.

‘Keep to the green grass. Don’t you go a-meddling with old stone or cold Wights or prying in their houses, unless you be strong folk with hearts that never falter!’ He said this more than once; and he advised them to pass barrows by on the west-side, if they chanced to stray near one. Then he taught them a rhyme to sing, if they should by ill-luck fall into any danger or difficulty the next day.
‘Gwithewgh dhe’n gwels glas. Na wrewgh mellya gans po hen meyn po tarosvannow yeyn po hwithra y’ga chiow, marnas hwi dhe vos tus grev gans kolonn na wra hi fyllel!’ Ev a gusulyas yndella moy es unnweyth; hag ev a gusulyas orta tremena orth krugow war-tu ha’n West, mar kwrellons i dos nes dhe onan anedha. Ena, ev a dhyskis orta rim may hallsens i hy hana, mar kwrellons i koedha dre jons drog yn po ahwer po danjer dhe’n nessa dydh.

Eternal Father, strong to save Whose arm hath bound the restless wave Who bid’st the mighty ocean deep Its own appointed limits keep O hear us when we cry to Thee For those in peril on the sea
A, Das Osow, krev ow selwel An don yw kelmys dre Dha nell Dhe’n mor a wrug, mar vras kyn fe Bys vykken triga yn y le A, klew ni pan griyn orthis Gans neb war vor yw peryllys

In the dead night, Frodo lay in a dream without light. Then he saw the young moon rising; under its thin light there loomed before him a black wall of rock, pierced by a dark arch like a great gate. It seemed to Frodo that he was lifted up, and passing over he saw that the rock-wall was a circle of hills, and that within it was a plain, and in the midst of the plain stood a pinnacle of stone, like a vast tower but not made by hands. On its top stood the figure of a man. The moon as it rose seemed to hang for a moment above his head and glistened in his white hair as the wind stirred it. Up from the dark plain below came the crying of fell voices, and the howling of many wolves. Suddenly a shadow, like the shape of great wings, passed across the moon. The figure lifted his arms and a light flashed from the staff that he wielded. A mighty eagle swept down and bore him away. The voices wailed and the wolves yammered. There was a noise like a strong wind blowing, and on it was borne the sound of hoofs, galloping, galloping, galloping from the East. ‘Black Riders!’ thought Frodo as he wakened, with the sound of the hoofs still echoing in his mind. He wondered if he would ever again have the courage to leave the safety of these stone walls. He lay motionless, still listening; but all was now silent, and at last he turned and fell asleep again or wandered into some other unremembered dream.
Yn mysk an nos, Frodo a worwedhas yn hunros heb golow. Ytho, ev a welas loer yowynk ow sevel: yn-dann hy golow tanow, fos dhu a ven a dhiskwedhas a-ragdho yn tewl, pechys o hi gans gwarak tewl haval dhe yet veur. Dell hevelis dhe Frodo, y feu ev drehevys, ha dell wrug ev tremena dres an fos ev a welas hi dhe vos kylgh a vreow, hag a-ji dhe’n kylgh yth esa plen, hag yn mysk an plen yth esa pynakyl a ven, haval dhe dour kowrek na via ev gwrys dre dhorn. Dh’y varr, gour a sevis. An loer, dell wrug hi sevel, a grogas pols a-ugh y benn, ha’y golow a derlentris yn’y wols gwynn dell wrug an gwyns y hwytha. Diworth an plen dhe woeles a dheuth war vann kriow a levow fell ha oulyansow a vleydhi pals. Distowgh, skeus haval oth furv a eskelli kowrek a dremenas a-dreus dhe’n loer. An gour a dhrehevis y dhewvregh ha golow a lughesas a-dhiworth an welenn a dhalghennas ev. Er meur a sedhas war-nans ha’y synsi dhe-ves. An levow a gynis ha’n bleydhi a harthas yn trosek. Y teuth son haval dhe wyns krev ow hwytha, ha ganso son a garnow ow peswarlemmel, ow peswarlemmel, ow peswarlemmel a-dhiworth an Est. ‘Marghogyon dhu!’ a dybis Frodo dell wrug ev difuna, gans son a arnow ow tasseni yn y vrys hwath. Ev a omdybis mar pedha kolonn lowr dhodho rag gasa salowder an peswar fos ma vytholl. Ev a worwedhas heb gwaya; mes puptra o taw lemmyn, ha wor’tiwedh ev a dreylyas ha koedha yn kosk arta, po gwandra yn neb hunros angovhes arall.

‘He had a friend called Déagol, of similar sort, sharper-eyed but not so quick and strong. On a time they took a boat and went down to the Gladden Fields, where there were great beds of iris and flowering reeds. There Sméagol got out and went nosing about the banks but Déagol sat in the boat and fished. Suddenly a great fish took his hook, and before he knew where he was, he was dragged out and down into the water, to the bottom. Then he let go of his line, for he thought he saw something shining in the river-bed; and holding his breath he grabbed at it.
‘Yth esa koweth dhodho henwys Degol, a eghenn haval, tynna y dhewlagas mes nyns o ev mar skon ha krev. Unn jydh, i a gemmeras kokynn hag eth dhe’n Parkow Gladen, le mayth esa ledanderyow kowrek a gors hag elester. Ena, Smegol a diras hag eth ow hwila a-dro dhe’n lann, mes Degol a esedhas y’n kokynn ha pyskessa. A-dhesempis, pysk meur a synsas y hig, ha kyns y hallas ev y hedhi, ev a veu draylys mes a’n gokynn hag y’n dowr, dhe woeles an avon. Ena, ev a rydhhas y welenn drefenn ev dhe weles neppyth ow splanna y’n leys; ow synsi y anall ev a’n dalghennas.’

A sudden unreasoning fear of discovery laid hold of Frodo, and he thought of his Ring. He hardly dared to breathe, and yet the desire to get it out of his pocket became so strong that he began slowly to move his hand. He felt that he had only to slip it on, and then he would be safe. The advice of Gandalf seemed absurd. Bilbo had used the Ring. ‘And I am still in the Shire,’ he thought, as his hand touched the chain on which it hung. At that moment the rider sat up, and shook the reins. The horse stepped forward, walking slowly at first, and then breaking into a quick trot.
Own bos diskudhys, tromm ha heb skila, a synsas orth Frodo, hag ev a dybis yn kever y Vysow. Skant ny wrug ev bedha anella, mes yth esa hwans pur grev dhodho kyrghes an bysow a-dhiworth y boket. An debron o mar krev may hwrug y dhorn dalleth gwaya yn lent. Ev a omglywas bos res dhodho marnas y worra war y vys hag ev a vedha salow. Kusul Gandalf o gokki dell hevelis. Bylbo re dhevnydhsa an Bysow. ‘Hag yth esov vy y’n Shayr hwath,’ ev a dybis, dell wrug y dhorn tava orth an gadon may krogas ev. Dhe’n pols na an marghek a dhigammas ha kryghylli an raynyow. An margh a wrug kamm war-rag, kerdhes lent yn kynsa, hag ena dalleth goresek skav.

For each of the hobbits he chose a dagger, long, leaf-shaped, and keen, of marvellous workmanship, damasked with serpent-forms in red and gold. They gleamed as he drew them from their black sheaths, wrought of some strange metal, light and strong, and set with many fiery stones. Whether by some virtue in these sheaths or because of the spell that lay on the mound, the blades seemed untouched by time, unrusted, sharp, glittering in the sun.
Rag pub hobyt, ev a dhewisas dagyer, hir, furvys haval orth delenn, ha tynn, a greft marthus, afinys gans furvow-sarf rudh hag owr. I a splannas pan wrug ev aga thenna a-dhiworth aga goen dhu, govelys a neb metol, skav ha krev, ha meur a veyn tanek settys ynna. Martesen dre neb ras a’n goenyow ma, po dre husenn an krug, an lownyow o antevys gans termyn, heb gossen, lymm, ow tewynnya y’n howlsplann.

He did not tell Gandalf, but as he was speaking a great desire to follow Bilbo flamed up in his heart - to follow Bilbo, and even perhaps to find him again. It was so strong that it overcame his fear: he could almost have run out there and then down the road without his hat, as Bilbo had done on a similar morning long ago.
Ny wrug ev leverel yndella dhe Gandalf, mes dell esa ev ow kewsel, hwans bras a sevis yn y golonn – sywya Bylbo, ha martesen y gavoes arta. Krev lowr o an klywes dhe fetha y own: namna allsa ev poenya mes a Bag Eng dhe’n termyn na poran, a-hys an fordh heb y hatt, dell wrug Bylbo dhe vyttin haval nans yw termyn hir.

By the time that Tom returned they were feeling strong (and hungry). He reappeared, hat first, over the brow of the hill, and behind him came in an obedient line six ponies: their own five and one more. The last was plainly old Fatty Lumpkin: he was larger, stronger, fatter (and older) than their own ponies. Merry, to whom the others belonged, had not, in fact, given them any such names, but they answered to the new names that Tom had given them for the rest of their lives. Tom called them one by one and they climbed over the brow and stood in a line. Then Tom bowed to the hobbits.
Pan wrug Tom dehweles arta, yth esens i owth omglywes krev (ha nownek). Ev a dhasomdiskwedhas, y hatt gwelys kynsa, a-dreus tal an vre, hag a-dhelerghto yth esa ow tos, dre linen dov, hwegh hoba: aga pymp aga honan hag onan moy. Yn apert, an diwettha o Kothwas Borr Lumpkyn: ev o brassa, kreffa, tewwa (ha kottha) ages aga hobaow aga honan. Ny wrussa Merry, a biwo an re erell, ri dhedha henwyn vyth a’n par na, mes i a wrug gorthbi orth an henwyn may fons i res gans Tom dre aga bywnans oll alena rag. Tom a elwis orta onan hag onan hag i a gramblas dres an dal ha sevel yn unn alinya. Ena, Tom a omblegyas dhe’n hobytow.

back n. keyn m. -ow Lh., BMS, PNs; or nape kil m. -yer Lh., PN, WP+; nuk m. BM; pfx. kil-; SPORT position keyner m., pl. keynoryon; keynores f. -ow; reverse gorthenep m. -ebow BK; the b. of the head kil a'n pedn; b. of the hand keyn an dorn; b. of neck, nape poll kil m. -ow kil; strong-backed, high-bd, big-backed keynek; phr. on your b. (of garment) a-dro's keyn; with his b. turned ha treylyes y geyn NB
back n. keyn m. -ow Lh., BMS, PNs; or nape kil m. -yer Lh., PN, WP+; nuk m. BM; pfx. kil-; SPORT position keyner m., pl. keynoryon; keynores f. -ow; reverse gorthenep m. -ebow BK; the b. of the head kil a'n pedn; b. of the hand keyn an dorn; b. of neck, nape poll kil m. -ow kil; strong-backed, high-bd, big-backed keynek; phr. on your b. (of garment) a-dro's keyn; with his b. turned ha treylyes y geyn NB

26Brothers and sisters, think of what you were when you were called. Not many of you were wise by human standards; not many were influential; not many were of noble birth. 27But God chose the foolish things of the world to shame the wise; God chose the weak things of the world to shame the strong. 28God chose the lowly things of this world and the despised things—and the things that are not—to nullify the things that are, 29so that no one may boast before him. 30It is because of him that you are in Christ Jesus, who has become for us wisdom from God—that is, our righteousness, holiness and redemption. 31Therefore, as it is written: “Let the one who boasts boast in the Lord.”
26Prederewgh a'gas galow agas honan, breder: nyns o nameur ahanowgh skentel war-lergh savonow mab-den, nyns o nameur galloesek, nyns o nameur genys a'n goes ughel, 27mes Duw a dhewisas an traow yw foll y'n bys rag tyli moethow war an dus skentel; Duw a dhewisas an traow yw gwann y'n bys rag gul bismer dhe'n re grev; 28Duw a dhewisas an traow isel ha dispresys y'n bys, an re nag yw travyth, may tefentya taklow hag yw neppyth, 29ma na vostya denvyth dherag Duw. 30Anodho ev yth esowgh hwi yn Krist Yesu, neb a dheuth ha bos ragon ni skentoleth dhiworth Duw, hag ewnder ha sansheans ha daspren. 31Rakhenna, dell yw skrifys, ‘Neb a vostyo, bostyes y'n Arloedh.’

After the two losses against Doncaster and Ealing, the desire to win this game was strong. Although there were a number of changes in the team – because of the amount of injuries received by the players, it was still a strong team. Amongst those for the match was Harry Davey and Hayden King making their first appearance for the season, the return of Tom Cowan-Dickie on the bench and Will Butler on loan from Worcester. Nottingham started very strongly and after attacking the Pirates line and three straight penalties, they got their first three points. But it wasn’t long before the Pirates kept possession of the ball and in the 7th minute Dan Frost a scored the first try, which was converted by Will Cargill. Soon the Pirates scored again through Harry Davey who chased a grubber from Rob Wedlake to score in the corner. A few minutes after this, Harry scored again to bring the score to 3-19. The Pirates were controlling the game and after 34 minutes, Tommy Wyatt scored the bonus point try, to bring the score at half-time to 3-26.
Woja an dhew goll warbydn Cardhana hag Ealing, yth esa whans crev dhe waynya an fyt ma. Kynth esa niver a janjyow y’n para – awos myns a vrewyon degemerys gans an warioryon, whath yth o para dha. Yn-mysk an re na rag an fyt ni a welas Harry Davey ha Hayden King ow cul aga hensa omdhisquedhyans rag an seson, dewhelans a Tom Cowan-Dickie war an scown ha Will Butler yn benfyk dhyworth Carwigoryon. Nottingham a dhallathas en maner pur grev ha woja omsettyans war linen an Vorladron – ha tri spal yn rew – i a gavas aga hensa tri foynt. Mes nyns o pell kens an Vorladron dhe witha perhenieth an bel hag y’n 7ves mynysen, Dan Frost a scoryas an kensa assay, hag a veu treylyes gans Will Cargill. Scon an Vorladron a scoryas arta dre Harry Davey neb a jassyas caja myjer dhyworth Rob Wedlake dhe scorya y’n Corner. Nebes mynysen a’y woja, Harry a scoryas arta dhe dhry an scor dhe 3-19. Yth esa An Vorladron ow controlya an gam ha woja 34 mynysen, Tommy Wyatt a scoryas an assay poynt mas, dhe ry an scor dhe hanter termyn, 3-26.

The Pirates started the second half with J. Bruzulier at Nr. 9, caused through an injury to Alex Schwarz. After 4 minutes, Arwel Robson put the Pirates further ahead with a penalty but Coventry returned with a well taken try to close the gap to 12-16. The Pirates replied well, and after a series of strong scrums, J. Bruzulier sent Robson over the line in the corner. The try he himself converted to bring the score to 12-23. But this wasn’t enough to think that the game was won, because Tommy Wyatt saw a yellow card for a needless contact on a Coventry player, following which, Coventry scored a converted try close to the posts. But the Pirates held firm and after Kiri Kiri had made a strong run into Coventry territory, he passed the ball to Shae Tucker who scored under the posts. Will Cargill converted the try and this was the last score of the game. Final score – Coventry 19, The Cornish Pirates 30.
An Vorladron a dhallathas an nessa hanter gans J Bruzulier orth nr. 9, skilys dre vrew dhe Alex Schwarz. Woja 4 mynsen, Arwel Robson a worras An Vorladron pella yn-rag gans spal, mes Coventry a dhewhelis gans assay kemerys yn-ta dhe dhegea an bulgh dhe 12-16. An Vorladron a worthebis yn-ta, ha woja kevres a skyrmysyow crev, J, Bruzulier an dhanvonas Robson dres an linen y’n gornel. An assay ma ev a dreylyas y honan dhe dhri an scor dhe 12-23. Mes nyns o hemma lowr dhe bredery bos an gam gwaynyes, drefen Tommy Wyatt dhe weles carten velyn rag kestav anres war warier Coventry, yn unn sewya an pyth, Coventry a scoryas assay treylyes ogas dhe’n peulyow. Mes An Vorladron a omsynjas fast ha woja Kiri Kiri dhe wul resek crev y’n tiredh Coventry, ev a dhelivras an bel dhe Shae Tucker neb a scoryas yn-dadn an peulyow. Will Cargill a dreylyes an assay, ha henna o diwettha scor an gam. Scor finel – Coventry 19, An Vorladron Gernewek 30.