Day Two Hundred and Fifty-four

Dew Cansves Dedh Dew Ügens ha Peswardhek

De Merher, dewdhegves mis Gwedngala.  

Wednesday, 12^th September.

Thera vy o redya “Nebbaz gerriau dro tho Carnoack” (Nebes gerriow adro dhe Kernowek) gen Nicholas Boson. Ev a veu genys en Kernow e’n seytegves cansbledhen. Martesen ev a veu genys en Lulyn, ogas dhe Pensans. Prederys o ev. “Gun Tavas Carnoack eu mar pel gwadn hez, uz na ellen skant quatiez tho ewellaz crefhe arta.” (Agan tavas Kernowek ew mar pell gwadnhes, es na ellen scant qwaytyas dhe y weles crefhe arta.) “Ugge an teez goth tho merwal akar, ny a wele an teez younk tho e clappia le ha le ha lacka ha lacka.” (Òja an düs goth dhe merwel ekerr, nei a wel an düs yonk dhe y glappya le ha le ha lacka ha lacka.)

I am reading “Some words about Cornish” by Nicholas Boson. He was born in Cornwall in the 17^th century. Perhaps he was born in Newlyn, near Penzance. He was worried. “Our Cornish language is so weakened, that we can hardly expect/hope for it to strengthen/recover again.” “After the old men/people die away, we see the young men/people speak it less and less and worse and worse.”