An Noswy th kens Nadelek

’T was the Night be fore Chr i stmas

Clement Clarke Moore

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Jessie Wilcox Smithgolegys avel bord-whethel kennen gans /

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Editor’s Foreword

This free story board contains the classic festive poem ’T was the Night Before Christmas, with both

the English original and the first ever Cornish transla-tion. It’s just one of Gwask an Orlewen’s related items for Christmas/Yule/Midwinter, which comprise: •aprintededitioninCornishandEnglish, •thisfreebilinguale-bookedition, •afreebilinguale-bookofDIYXmascards,using the colour illustrations of these 2 editions, •ashortYouTubefilmofthepoeminCornish, •thesamefilminEnglishonYouTube, •filmsoundtrack—anaudiopodcastoftheCornish.

In addition, there’s our bilingual edition of Charles Dickens’ own abridgement of Carol Nadelek/A Christ-mas Carol, together with a free e-book of its colour plates. Suited for intermediate Cornish speakers, this is the first ever Cornish edition of this canonical story. Full details of everything are on our web site:

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Merry Christmas to One and All!

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Nadelek Lowen dhe Onen hag Oll!

’T was the Night be fore Chr i stmas.

written byClement Clarke Moore,

translated and read byEddie Climo,

and published byGwask an Orlewen,

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An Noswy th kens Nadelek.

scryfys gansClement Clarke Moore,

trēlyes ha rēdyes gansEddie Climo,

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’T was the night before Christmas, when all through the houseNot a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;

The stockings were hung by the chimney with careIn hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;

An noswyth kens Nadelek ō; Ny wayas drēs an chȳcrēatūr vyth na logosen dhe wrüthyl sȳ na mȳ.

An lodrow oll ō cregys ryp an olas gans preder,y’n govenek a dheffa dȳ kens hȳr Sen Nyclys kēr.

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;

And mamma in her kerchief, and I in my cap,Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap,

Yn gwely esa’n fleghes oll clōs ha cles omnythys;Y tonsya hünros y’ga fen a blumennow gwrysüs.

Gans co·verchyf war ben an Vam, ha cappa attē·s warnaf,ervyrys en-ny growedha rak tergusk hȳr an gwāf.

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.

Away to the window I flew like a flash,Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

Ow, war an glesyn ryp an chȳ, ass esa hubbadullya!Mēs a’n gwely a lemmys-vȳ rak gweles pyth a wharsa.

Fystynys-vȳ dhe’n fenester mar üskys es lūghesen;Yth ygerys an kēas ha tewlel an fram yn ban.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snowGave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,

When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,

Y splanna lorgan war enep an ergh down noweth codhys,ha rȳ golewder hanterdēth dhe bup tra oll war woles.

Dhe sawthan brās ow deulagas an pyth a omdhysquedhasa vē nep car slynkya münys hag eth carow a’n tennas.

With a little old driver, so lively and quick,I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.

More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name:

Yth esa lewyer bȳghan coth —assōvaüskysquyk!Y convedhys gans mür a dōth mayth esava Sen Nyck.

Scaffa fest es ēras crēf ȳ gorsours oll a dhēth,gans whyban y crȳas-ēf pup hanow oll an ēth:

“Now, Dasher! …now, Dancer!… now, Prancer …and Vixen!On, Comet! …on, Cupid!… on, Donder …and Blitzen!

To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!”

“Düs, Fysker …ha Donsyer!… düs Lappyor …Lowarnes!Kē, Steren! …ha Cupid!… kē, Taran …ha Lūghes!

Yn ban dhe ben an portal, hag yn ban fōs an chȳ,Lemmyn, fystyneugh yn kergh, fystyna gwreugh-whȳ!”

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky;

So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,With the sleigh full of Toys, and St. Nicholas too.

Kepa·r del nyj an delyow sēgh dherak an corwyns crēf,bys pan wra nep lestans ȳ dhe grambla bys dhe’n nēf;

Yndella bys dhe ben an chȳ an corsours oll yth ēth,Lynwys o’n car a degennow, hag a Sen Nyck ynwē·th.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roofThe prancing and pawing of each little hoof.

As I drew in my head, and was turning around,Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.

Hag ena dhe lam lagas war an tō a glewys,An lappya ha’n cravellas a oll an carnow münys.

Y tennys-vȳ ow fen ajȳ ha troÿllya ade·r drō,War nans an chymbla yn ün lam a dhēth Sen Nyck ythō·.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;

A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.

Hiseyes—howtheytwinkled! his dimples how merry! …

Gwyskys yn pelour ō Nyck a ȳ ben bys dh’ȳ drōs;Ȳ dhyllas oll ō mostys drē hylgeth ha lüsow lōs.

Yth esa pusorn a degennow dhodho war ȳ scōth,Ha semlant gwycor a’n jevo a yger ȳ sagh cōth.

Ȳ dheulagas a derlentras, ȳ bol bōgh ō dygü·th; …

…His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!

His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;

…Ȳ dheuvōgh ō kepa·r ha rōs, y dheufryk keresrüth.

Stümmys avel gwarak, fest wharthüs ō ȳ vyn,ha’n barf war ȳ elgeth ō mar gan ha rew gwyn.

Stok ȳ bȳb a synsys-ēf ynter y dhyns yn ten,kepa·r ha garlont esa’n mōg ow kerghynna ȳ ben.

He had a broad face and a little round belly,That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly.

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;

Ȳ vejeth yū ledan ha tor vȳghan gren a’n jeves;Ȳ wharth a’s gwra dhe drebüchya kepa·r ha bolla cowles.

Bōghek, berryk, brās y varf, ass ōva hēn fay lowen,Ha wherthys-vȳ orth ȳ weles, yn despȳ·t dhe’m honen.

A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,

Dre blynchya a’ȳ lagas ha troÿllya a’ȳ ben,Nag ō rēs dhym owna nēs dewha·ns a wodhyen.

Ny leverys-ēf ün gēr, mes mōs dh’ȳ whēl a wrük;Y lenwys-ēf pup loder ha troÿllya war nūk.

And laying his finger aside of his nose,And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.

Pendroppya a wrük ha gorra bÿs abarth dh’ȳ drōn,Hep gēr vyth oll ēf ēth yn ban an chymbla cōth yn scon.

Dhe’n car a lammas-ēf, ha rȳ whyban dhe’n kervys lēl,Hag ȳ a nyjas oll yn kergh kepa·r ha manblüf ascal.

But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,

“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a Good Night!”

Kens es lewya mēs a wēl, ēf a grȳas ade·r drō,

“Nadelek Lowen dheugh-whȳ oll, ha Nōs Da re ’gas bō!”

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