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Author: langbot
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English[en]
The air was growing very warm again. The hobbits ran about for a while on the grass, as he told them. Then they lay basking in the sun with the delight of those that have been wafted suddenly from bitter winter to a friendly clime, or of people that, after being long ill and bedridden, wake one day to find that they are unexpectedly well and the day is again full of promise.
Cornish[kw]
Yth esa an ayr ow tos ha bos pur doemm arta. An hobytow a boenyas a-dro dre bols war an gwels, dell wrug ev leverel orta. Ena i a worwedhas yn unn omvadhya y’n howlsplann gans delit, haval orth tus re beu degys dre awel-glor hwar a-dhiworth gwav tynn dhe hin gowethek, po tus a dhifun unn jydh, wosa bos klav ha synsys dh’aga gweli dre bell, ha konvedhes bos yagh arta yn anwaytys hag an jydh yw leun a alladewder arta.