Poem about Marazion Bowling-Green and Club

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Original SWF Translation

Ny ol devethes war tyr glaz,
Dho gware peliow, rag gun ehaz;
Dibre tabm dah, hag eva badna,
Mal nag wonnen, moaz gwadn trea,
Mez ol krêv, en karenza vâz,
Dho aras tyr, ha gunnes hâz

Nei oll devedhys war tir glas,
Dhe wari pelyow, rag 'gan 'eghes;
Dybri tabm da, hag eva badna,
M'hall[o] nagonen moas gwadn tre,
Mes oll krev, en kerensa vas,
Dhe aras tir, ha gonis has.

We all come upon green land,
To play bowls, for our health;
To eat a good bit, and drink a drop,
So that not one goes weak home,
But all strong, in good friendship,
To plow land, and sow seed.

Notes

  • Sent to ThomasTonkin (as published in Pryce)

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