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English[en]
Sam could never describe in words, nor picture clearly to himself, what he felt or thought that night, though it remained in his memory as one of the chief events of his life. The nearest he ever got was to say: ‘Well, sir, if I could grow apples like that, I would call myself a gardener. But it was the singing that went to my heart, if you know what I mean.’
Cornish[kw]
Nervra ny allsa Sam deskrifa yn geryow, na wul skeusenn yn kler yn y vrys, an pyth a omglywas ha tybi ev dhe’n nos na, kyn triga hi yn y gov avel hwarvos a’n brassa yn y vywnans. An gwella lavar a ylli ev gul o: ‘Wel syrr, mar kallen vy tevi avallow haval dhe henna, yth omhanwen lowarther. Mes an kenys eth dhe’m kolonn, ty a gonvedh.’