Saturday 29 December 2018

A Year of Late Cornish Day 362


Trei Hansves Dedh Trei Ügens ha Dew

De Sadorn, nawhes warn ügens mis Kevardhû.
Saturday, 29th December 


E’n curl coth o wheg-oll a dhavonas dhebm edhyn whath moy. Dres lycklod me alja debry an brâssa radn anodhans (e’n Oojow Cres saw na en jedh hedhyw). E’n kensa seythen, òja grügyar e veu diw golobmen, teyr yar Frenk, peder mola dhû (maga dhû avel glow), pemp "besow" owryek (dres lycklod fesonts po owrdynkes), whegh goodh (ow qwerif), ha seyth elergh (ow neyja). Pana vanket! Na whath, na via da genam – veganes oma!   

In the old carol my sweetheart sent me even more birds. Probably I could eat most of them (in the Middle Ages but not nowadays). In the first week, after a partridge there were two doves, three French hens, four colly (as black as coal or “coaly”) birds, five golden "rings" (probably pheasants or goldfinches/gold spinks), six geese (a-laying), and seven swans (a-swimming). What a banquet! However, I wouldn’t like it – I’m a vegan!  

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