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He was injured by a stone. / The collective noun for ‘pebbles’ or ‘stones’ is bili.
Nyns o res dhymm govyn.langbot langbot
He was injured by a stone.
Yma’gan kath y’n gegin.langbot langbot
was injured
Yw hemma dha erlyver?langbot langbot
The driver was seriously injured.
Yma karer dhymm.langbot langbot
The driver was seriously injured. / Imperfect here, describing his ongoing condition.
Yw res dhymm mos ena?langbot langbot
The man whose leg got injured was in hospital. /
Drog yw genev kewer yeyn.langbot langbot
The man whose leg got injured was in hospital.
My a wre triga ganso.langbot langbot
Mr P, who lived next door, was a small, jolly man, with short legs. This short, round man was married to an extremely tall and thin wife, so that the effect was very amusing when they were standing next to each other. He was a trainer at Penzance Football Club, and used to run on to the field with his bucket of freezing water and his “magic sponge” when a player was injured.
Onen, dew, tri, peswar, pymp, whegh, seyth, eth, naw, deg.langbot langbot
Fortunate indeed were all of us, while we were playing with guns, that no one was killed nor injured – well, except for me, of course!
Nyns yw da genev fleghes drog.langbot langbot
Hobbits have a passion for mushrooms, surpassing even the greediest likings of Big People. A fact which partly explains young Frodo’s long expeditions to the renowned fields of the Marish, and the wrath of the injured Maggot. On this occasion there was plenty for all, even according to hobbit standards. There were also many other things to follow, and when they had finished even Fatty Bolger heaved a sigh of content. They pushed back the table, and drew chairs round the fire.
Pyth yw hanow agas myrgh?langbot langbot
Their dog's tail is injured. We were reluctant to ask Martin to help us with the work but he was glad to help us. Wash the big saucepan before putting it in the kitchen cupboard. Jane swept the door mat of the house with a hard brush and the lounge mat with a soft brush. Uncle Frank cut branches with a saw and he put them on a bonfire in his garden. The policeman went up the ladder as far as the window of the highest bedroom. Don’t laugh! I’ve lost the soap in the water. I must look for it. How can she live without a telephone in her house? Grandmother has died suddenly. After lunch I got a spade and went out to dig in the front garden.
Ny gemeris tra vyth.langbot langbot
2 CORINTHIANS 7 1Therefore, since we have these promises, dear friends, let us purify ourselves from everything that contaminates body and spirit, perfecting holiness out of reverence for God. Paul’s Joy Over the Church’s Repentance 2Make room for us in your hearts. We have wronged no one, we have corrupted no one, we have exploited no one. 3I do not say this to condemn you; I have said before that you have such a place in our hearts that we would live or die with you. 4I have spoken to you with great frankness; I take great pride in you. I am greatly encouraged; in all our troubles my joy knows no bounds. 5For when we came into Macedonia, we had no rest, but we were harassed at every turn—conflicts on the outside, fears within. 6But God, who comforts the downcast, comforted us by the coming of Titus, 7and not only by his coming but also by the comfort you had given him. He told us about your longing for me, your deep sorrow, your ardent concern for me, so that my joy was greater than ever. 8Even if I caused you sorrow by my letter, I do not regret it. Though I did regret it—I see that my letter hurt you, but only for a little while— 9yet now I am happy, not because you were made sorry, but because your sorrow led you to repentance. For you became sorrowful as God intended and so were not harmed in any way by us. 10Godly sorrow brings repentance that leads to salvation and leaves no regret, but worldly sorrow brings death. 11See what this godly sorrow has produced in you: what earnestness, what eagerness to clear yourselves, what indignation, what alarm, what longing, what concern, what readiness to see justice done. At every point you have proved yourselves to be innocent in this matter. 12So even though I wrote to you, it was neither on account of the one who did the wrong nor on account of the injured party, but rather that before God you could see for yourselves how devoted to us you are. 13By all this we are encouraged. In addition to our own encouragement, we were especially delighted to see how happy Titus was, because his spirit has been refreshed by all of you. 14I had boasted to him about you, and you have not embarrassed me. But just as everything we said to you was true, so our boasting about you to Titus has proved to be true as well. 15And his affection for you is all the greater when he remembers that you were all obedient, receiving him with fear and trembling. 16I am glad I can have complete confidence in you.
Yw da genes lewya?langbot langbot
There are children playing in the playground of the little school. Some of them are busy. Others are standing against the wall of the same school. Why are these standing in this way? Perhaps because they are tired. They have finished their game. 'Are you the driver of this car, Sir?' the policeman said. 'I am!' Mr Carne replied. 'What's afoot?' 'There's a bicycle on the road there and a man lying injured.' replied the policeman. 'You must wait ten minutes, please. We will take him to hospital immediately.' 'I will support you in that,' Mr Carne said. 'Can I help you?' The rain is more intense than it was yesterday. The forecast was not true, I think. There's an aeroplane high above the clouds. Can you hear it? I can but I cannot see it. Give me your name and address, please. All of you are Cornish speakers but some of you are better than others. Open the lid of the saucepan. What's beneath it? Who examines the taxi drivers in this district?
Y dhyskadores yw an venyn usi ow kewsel orth an maw na.langbot langbot
“Okay,” I replied. “Let’s suppose there is indeed a leading edge to the infection, carried forward by a small band of fleet-footed and unidirectional zombies. They would be travelling at not less than 20km per day – after making a proper allowance for lost time due to their undertaking only absolutely essential murder and mayhem.” “Agreed. A reasonable estimate,” said Paul. “20 km per day for nine days. So, the fastest group of zombies – and therefore the infection itself – is now nearly two hundred km away from central Melbourne.” “But that means the infection would have reached the three major regional cities in Victoria: Geelong, Ballarat and Bendigo,” I observed, stating the obvious. Paul shrugged: “I just hope none of the zombies can drive or fly!” This casual remark – made in jest – made me think of David. You never quite knew what he might be capable of – particularly if he could tap into my mind at will. But there was no time to worry about that possibility now. How many people were within a 200km radius of Melbourne if you included those major regional cities? I didn’t know. I wasn’t up on population statistics at the time. I guessed, maybe, two or three million. And let’s assume that none of the girls (nor gay men?) became zombies, how many potential zombies did that mean? Somewhere between one and one and a half million? Hmm. But, of course, many victims were so badly injured by zombie attack that they simply could not reanimate. Beyond that, perhaps a lot of folk, knowing what was on the way, had fled in front of the leading edge of the epidemic. That would reduce the numbers substantially. Then again, so far as I could see, there had been a total news blackout. So, how would people find out that they needed to flee before it was too late? And, once the numbers of zombies had grown from hundreds to thousands, wouldn’t the leading edge become like an irresistible tidal wave, sweeping all before it? Paul and I calmly debated all of this, debated the end of civilisation as we knew it (or so it seemed) but reached no firm conclusions. The information we had was paltry – we were simply working on guesswork.
Klav yw.langbot langbot
FLIGHT I was dozing in the infirmary. It was around midnight. Outside, on the parade ground, there was a heck of a commotion going on. The sounds of fist upon face and boot upon other body parts could be clearly heard. There were soldiers screaming and yelling, Aussies and Yanks – name-calling and dire threats. Others vainly trying to contain the brawling. Orders disobeyed. Whistles of MP’s. Soon, the whole camp had turned out onto the parade ground and there were hundreds of troops fighting an extremely vigorous pitched battle. Suddenly, I was wide awake – adrenalin does that. At first, I simply thought: “What is going on?” But then I guessed that the seeds I had planted in the minds of the Doughboys might now be bearing fruit. Seeds of doubt. Seeds of conflict. Young men, decent guys, were both injuring and being injured out there, on the parade ground. Maybe, I wasn’t such a nice person, after all. But, nice person or not, I needed to use the commotion that I had triggered to make my escape. In a panic, I undid the bindings which had been holding me to the bed – actually, I could have done this at any time but had been too ill to even bother trying. I swung my legs off the bed and put my feet on the floor for the first time in some days. I tried to stand. Shit! I was still very weak from the torture and flopped back, breathless, onto the bed. What to do? I couldn’t let this confusion pass without trying to take advantage. This golden opportunity would not come again. From outside, I could hear raised voices, Australian voices, saying things like: “Kill the fuckin’ spy! Get the zombie spy! Kill the little mongrel.” (And so on, like that.)
Nyns yw da gans Tom pysk.langbot langbot
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