Day Hundred and Forty-One


An Cansves Dedh Dogans hag Onan

De Meurth, nessa warn ügens mis Me. Pana jorna teg! Thera fesont teg war agan glesin. Nag eus lev teg dhodho. En mettin nei a gerras (gerdhas) e’n pow adro gen agan cothmans, en gwelyow awarha (awartha). Nei alja gweles an mor war tûa noor, ha war tûa west nei alja gweles Bre Anek. Planjys ew oll an gwelyow gen ys, martesen gen barlys rag brihy. Nei a glowas melwhesas (awhesedhas) o càna.  

Tuesday, 22nd May. What a beautiful day! There was a beautiful pheasant on our lawn. He doesn’t have a beautiful voice. In the morning we walked in the countryside with our friends, in the fields above. We could see the sea towards the north, and towards the west we could see St Agnes Beacon. All the fields are planted with corn, perhaps with barley for brewing. We heard skylarks singing.

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