hag a wayn oor Engels

hag a wayn

Vertalings in die woordeboek Kornies - Engels

and shall gain

Soortgelyke frases

hag ev a wayn
and he shall gain

gwin hag a wayn piwasow
award-winning wines

voorbeelde

/ hag a wayn / / /
and shall gain

/ gwin hag a wayn piwasow / / /
award-winning wines

hag a wayn pur sempel los,
And shall gain a right simple loss,

hag ev a wayn rohow kans
And he shall gain a hundred gifts

/ hag ev a wayn / / /
and he shall gain

16 Ha dell hwarva, ha ni ow mos dhe’n tyller a bysadow, unn vaghteth ha gensi spyrys a dhewinieth a dheuth er agan pynn, neb a dhri meur a wayn dh’y mestrysi ow targana fortunyow. 17 Hag owth holya Powl ha ni, hi a grias, ow leverel, ‘An dus ma yw gwesyon Duw an ughella, neb a bregoth dhywgh fordh selwyans.’ 18 Hi a wre hemma lies dydh. Mes Powl eth ha bos anniys meur, hag ow treylya ev a leveris dhe’n spyrys, ‘My a’th ergh yn hanow Yesu Krist dos yn-mes anedhi.’ Hag ev a dheuth yn-mes y’n keth eur na.
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40 Klewewgh ow geryow, ow fobel; ombareusewgh rag batel, hag yn mysk an drogow bedhewgh avel alyons war an nor. 41 Neb a werth, bedhes avello ev neb a fi; ha neb a bren, bedhes avello ev neb a gyll. 42 Neb a genwerth, bedhes avello ev neb na wayn budh; hag ev neb a dhrehav chi, bedhes avel nebonan na vydh trigys ynno. 43 Neb a has, bedhes avello ev neb na vys; neb a skether, bedhes avello ev neb na yll kuntell an grappys. 44 An re a dhemmedh, bedhens avel an re na’s tevydh fleghes; ha’n re na dhemmedh, bedhens avel an re yw gwedhow. 45 Yndella an re a lavur, a lavur yn euver. 46 Estrenyon a guntell aga frut, ha pylla aga substans, domhwel aga chiow, ha kemmeres aga mebyon avel kethyon; rag yn kethneth y tineythons aga fleghes. 47 Nyns yw arghans an arghansoryon marnas preydh; dhe voy yth afinons aga sitys, aga chiow, ha’ga horfow aga honan, 48 dhe voy y fydhav serrys orta drefenn aga feghosow, yn-medh an
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Andhistemprys, Davydh a shakyas dhe-ves an best. Ev a wrug kamm a- denewen ha’y weskel, meur y sleyghneth, gans y welenn hokki. Gyllys o an best. Unn hwaff dhiworth Davydh re via lowr. Lemmyn, klerhes anedha o an arethva. Ny remaynya travyth a-der aga horfow, gorlesys oll yn kyrghynn – ha nyns esa den anvarow vyth yntredha a waysa arta yn skon. Uskis, Davydh ha my a elwis dhe’n studhyoryon, dew po tri hepken, re darysa, meur aga ownekter, ogas dhe’n mallborthow. Yth esa remnant an studhyoryon hwath ow resek, dell heveli dhyn. Warbarth, ni a guntellas pymp vyktym a heveli bos hwath yn fyw ha degi aga horfow goesek dhe’n Lyverva Baillieu. Ny via goli down, goli Davydh. Nyns esa edhomm a wri hogen. Mes y fia goli lowr rag lesa an klevesans. Hag ytho, yth esa ev a’y worwedh, den bras y golonn. Ev re salwsa bywnansow an re a vynna lemmyn y dewlel yn-mes kyns ev dhe janjya keffrys. Pup-prys an own a wayn erbynn an gras. “Ny vydh hirneth lemmyn, ‘vata,” my a hwystras ha sygha y dal unnweyth arta. A byle y lammsa an klevesans ma? Gorthyp berr: ny wonn vy. Nyns yw hemma rann an hwedhel a allav derivas dhis – mes y hallav derivas pyth a wonn vy ha ty a yll ombrederi warnodho dha honan. Ha ni omskeusys yn-dann difresyans doutys an Lyverva Baillieu, ni a gavas pellwolok (gwynn ha du hy imajys ha nebes usyes o) yn soedhva Pennlyveryas. (Yn apert, nyns esa towlargh lowr an lyverva rag prena hwath pellwolok nowydh ha liwek hy imajys.) Y’n kynsa le, pan skwychsyn ni yn fyw an jynn koth ma, nyns esa travyth o marthek. Y’n tir-bellwolok, yth esa pup-tra oll herwydh usadow: keginieth, filmys koth, towlennow-glapp, gesdelinyansow – anwoderrys yn tien. Nyns esa lughesenn-nowodhow vyth erna dremensa moy es unn our wosa an groaduryon dhe dardha y’n areth frynkek. Ena, an kynsa lughesenn-nowodhow: heb manylyon ha kewsys yn fordh hwarthus. Lenner-nowodhow ankryjyk a worfennas an erthygel y’n for’na: “...Hay! Yw hemma dydh Foll-Ebrel?!” 11
Unperturbed, David shook it off, sidestepped and deftly struck out with the hockey stick. The beast was gone. One blow from David was all it had taken. Now the auditorium was cleared of them. Only their corpses remained, sprawled here and there – and none of them looked like they would be moving about again any time soon. Quickly, he and I summoned one or two of the students who had lingered timorously at the exits – and there really were only one or two. The rest of the students were still running, we supposed. Together, we gathered five of the victims who seemed still to be living and carried their bloodied bodies to the Baillieu Library. It had not been a deep wound, David’s wound. It did not even require a stitch. But it had been enough to pass on the infection. And so, here he lay, a hero whose actions had saved the lives of some of those who now wished to cast him outside before he, too, ‘changed’. Fear trumps gratitude every time. “Not long now, Mate,” I whispered and mopped his brow again. Where had it come from, this infection? Short answer: I don’t know. This is not part of the story that I can tell – but I can tell you what I know and let you puzzle over it yourself. As we sheltered in the dubious protection of the Baillieu Library, we accessed a fairly beaten-up black and white TV that we found in the Head Librarian’s office. (Obviously, the library’s budget didn’t yet run to purchasing one of those expensive, new-fangled colour TV’s.) When we first tuned in, nothing of note. Everything was normal as far as the TV broadcasters were concerned – all the usual programmes: cooking, old movies, chat shows, cartoons – completely uninterrupted. There was no newsflash until over an hour after the creatures had burst in upon us in the French lecture. Then the first newsflash: sketchy and delivered in a jocular fashion by a disbelieving newsreader who concluded: “...Hey! Is this April Fools’ or what?!”