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Neuna amauressë i Corcurco equë máloryain: |
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Next morning the Scarecrow said to his friends: |
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“Á alarya onyë. |
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“Congratulate me. |
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Inyë lelyeä Óþonna na cavë sanarinya yallumë. |
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I am going to Oz to get my brains at last. |
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Yá nanwéniévan, inyë nauva ve hyana neri nár.” |
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When I return I shall be as other men are.” |
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“Illumë atyáþiën lye ve nalyë,” equë Valanna eripsinwa. |
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“I have always liked you as you were,” said Dorothy simply. |
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“Tyasë Corcurco ná naþima elyeo,” hanquentes. |
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“It is kind of you to like a Scarecrow,” he replied. |
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“Mal tancavë ambë mirtauvalden yá hlárauva i alcarini tennë yai vinya sanarinya yávauva.” Tá eques namárië ilyë inten alasseä ómanen ar mennë i Tarhanwa Þambenna, yassë nonces i fennassë. |
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“But surely you will think more of me when you hear the splendid thoughts my new brain is going to turn out.” Then he said good-bye to them all in a cheerful voice and went to the Throne Room, where he rapped upon the door. |
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“Á tulë mir,” equë Óþ. |
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“Come in,” said Oz. |
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I Corcurco mittanë ar túvë i ner·incë harila ara i lattin, caraitë orda sanwenen. |
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The Scarecrow went in and found the little man sitting down by the window, engaged in deep thought. |
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“Utúliën na sanarinya,” equë i Corcurco, nicë hraiava. |
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“I have come for my brains,” remarked the Scarecrow, a little uneasily. |
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“A, þa; á haru tana hanwassë, iquista,” hanquentë Óþ. |
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“Oh, yes; sit down in that chair, please,” replied Oz. |
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“Mauva lyen apsenë nin aucoliënya carelyo, mal é caruvan sa itan sesta sanarelya téra nómeryanna.” |
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“You must excuse me for taking your head off, but I shall have to do it in order to put your brains in their proper place.” |
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“Ta mára,” equë i Corcurco. |
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“That’s all right,” said the Scarecrow. |
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“Mai lavin lyen aucolë carinya, au aryuvas yá sastiévalyes ata.” |
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“You are quite welcome to take my head off, as long as it will be a better one when you put it on again.” |
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Etta i Istyar lehtanë carya ar cumyanë i sardë. |
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So the Wizard unfastened his head and emptied out the straw. |
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Tá mittanes i nanda þambë ar lestanë cina laivë, ya hwinintes ó lai linë pirindeli ar nelmali. |
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Then he entered the back room and took up a measure of bran, which he mixed with a great many pins and needles. |
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Ó·quanþes tai tercara, ar quantanes i inga i Corcurcuva caro i ostiménen ar sañquantanes i lemma i ñaireo sardenen, itan hepë sa nómessë. |
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Having shaken them together thoroughly, he filled the top of the Scarecrow’s head with the mixture and stuffed the rest of the space with straw, to hold it in place. |
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Yá táciénes Corcurquo cas pulcossë ata, eques senna, “Epesi nauvalyë túra nér, pan ániën lyen amë li-vinyë sanar.” |
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When he had fastened the Scarecrow’s head on his body again he said to him, “Hereafter you will be a great man, for I have given you a lot of bran-new brains.” |
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I Corcurco nánë fasta yo valateä i amaquatiën alta mermeryo, ar holmo hantiéla Óþ nannes máloryannar. |
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The Scarecrow was both pleased and proud at the fulfillment of his greatest wish, and having thanked Oz warmly he went back to his friends. |
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Valanna tirnë se céþula. |
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Dorothy looked at him curiously. |
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Caryo inga haranyë höa eccoron sanarmen. |
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His head was quite bulged out at the top with brains. |
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“Mallë félal?” maquentes. |
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“How do you feel?” she asked. |
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“Felinyë é istima,” hanquentes holmo. |
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“I feel wise indeed,” he answered earnestly. |
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“Yá sítuyévan sanarinya, inyë istuva ilqua.” |
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“When I get used to my brains I shall know everything.” |
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“Maro tanë nelmar ar pirindi rásar carelyassë?” maquentë i Latúcen Ornendur. |
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“Why are those needles and pins sticking out of your head?” asked the Tin Woodman. |
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“Ta ná nembalë i nás mixa,” equë i Rauro. |
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“That is proof that he is sharp,” remarked the Lion. |
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“Mára, é menuvan Óþen ar cavë hominya,” equë i Ornendur. |
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“Well, I must go to Oz and get my heart,” said the Woodman. |
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San patanes i Tarhanwa Þambenna ar tonnë i fenna. |
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So he walked to the Throne Room and knocked at the door. |
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“Á tulë mir,” holtunë Óþ, ar i Ornendur mennë mir ar equë, “Utúliën pá hominya.” |
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“Come in,” called Oz, and the Woodman entered and said, “I have come for my heart.” |
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“Máravë,” hanquentë i ner·incë. |
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“Very well,” answered the little man. |
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“Mal mauruvan cirë assa amborelyassë, itan polinyë sesta homelya i téra nómessë. |
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“But I shall have to cut a hole in your breast, so I can put your heart in the right place. |
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Merin i sa úva hyanë lye.” |
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I hope it won’t hurt you.” |
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“A, ú,” hanquentë i Ornendur. |
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“Oh, no,” answered the Woodman. |
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“Úvan felë sa quano.” |
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“I shall not feel it at all.” |
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San Óþ tulyanë latúcentamo maicat ar cirnë níca, cantildeä assa i hyarma permessë i Latúcen Ornenduro amboro. |
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So Oz brought a pair of tinsmith’s shears and cut a small, square hole in the left side of the Tin Woodman’s breast. |
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Tá mennes taucolcanna, ar tuccolcallo nampes netya hón, aqua carina samindanen ar sañquanta þarma·mulunen. |
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Then, going to a chest of drawers, he took out a pretty heart, made entirely of silk and stuffed with sawdust. |
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“Sa ná mairë, ma naitë?” maquentes. |
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“Isn’t it a beauty?” he asked. |
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“Nás, é!” hanquentë i Ornendur, ye nánë anfasta. |
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“It is, indeed!” replied the Woodman, who was greatly pleased. |
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“Mal nás naþima hón?” |
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“But is it a kind heart?” |
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“A, lai!” hanquentë Óþ. |
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“Oh, very!” answered Oz. |
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Sestanes i hón i Ornendurwa amboressë ar tá en·pannë i cantil latúceno, ar ticulimyanë sa uo yassë círiénesses. |
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He put the heart in the Woodman’s breast and then replaced the square of tin, soldering it neatly together where it had been cut. |
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“Ela,” eques; “sí samin hón pá ya aitë nér polë ná valateä. |
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“There,” said he; “now you have a heart that any man might be proud of. |
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Lussen i maunë nin napanë lilma amborelyassë, mal sa naitië turindura.” |
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I’m sorry I had to put a patch on your breast, but it really couldn’t be helped.” |
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“I lilma ui valda,” holtunë i alasseä Ornendur. |
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“Never mind the patch,” exclaimed the happy Woodman. |
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“Nanyë lai hantaitë elyen, ar allumë lityuva nillo ofelmelya.” |
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“I am very grateful to you, and shall never forget your kindness.” |
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“Ui maura atesta,” hanquentë Óþ. |
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“Don’t speak of it,” replied Oz. |
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Tá i Latúcen Ornendur nannë máloryannar, i merner sen ilya alassë almaryo. |
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Then the Tin Woodman went back to his friends, who wished him every joy on account of his good fortune. |
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I Rauro sí patanë i Tarhanwa Þambenna ar tonnë i fennassë. |
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The Lion now walked to the Throne Room and knocked at the door. |
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“Á mitta,” equë Óþ. |
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“Come in,” said Oz. |
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“Utúliën na veriënya,” eccannë i Rauro, mittaila i þambë. |
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“I have come for my courage,” announced the Lion, entering the room. |
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“Lai mai,” hanquentë i ner·incë; “Ñetuvanyes lyen.” |
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“Very well,” answered the little man; “I will get it for you.” |
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Mennes hauronna, ama·racantes orwa palustanna, ar nampë tal cantildeä laiqua olpë, yo cavanwa ulyanes mina laiqua-malina venë, maireávë cirina. |
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He went to a cupboard and reaching up to a high shelf took down a square green bottle, the contents of which he poured into a green-gold dish, beautifully carved. |
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Sestaila si pó i Úverya Rauro, ye nussë sa vequi únes tyasë sa, i Istyar equë: |
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Placing this before the Cowardly Lion, who sniffed at it as if he did not like it, the Wizard said: |
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“Á yulë.” |
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“Drink.” |
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“Mana nás?” maquentë i Rauro. |
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“What is it?” asked the Lion. |
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“Márë,” hanquentë Óþ, “quíta nás mi lye, san sa nauva verië. |
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“Well,” answered Oz, “if it were inside of you, it would be courage. |
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Istal, aþahanyë, i verië ná illumë mi mo; etta naitië ui polë esta si verië mennai uhlúciëlyes. |
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You know, of course, that courage is always inside one; so that this really cannot be called courage until you have swallowed it. |
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Potai ósananyë lyen yulë sa éya cárima.” |
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Therefore I advise you to drink it as soon as possible.” |
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I Rauro pustanë lemië, ar yullë mennai i venë nánë cumna. |
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The Lion hesitated no longer, but drank till the dish was empty. |
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“Mallë félal sí?” maquentë Óþ. |
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“How do you feel now?” asked Oz. |
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“Quanta veriénen,” hanquentë i Rauro, ye alasseä nannë máloryannar na nyarë ten pá almarya. |
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“Full of courage,” replied the Lion, who went joyfully back to his friends to tell them of his good fortune. |
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Óþ, sí erinqua, rainë lan sannes pá túrerya antiéo i Corcurquen ar i Latúcen Ornenduren ar i Rauron poicavë so ya sáveltë yesta. |
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Oz, left to himself, smiled to think of his success in giving the Scarecrow and the Tin Woodman and the Lion exactly what they thought they wanted. |
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“Manen polinyë uþë návë cuptamo,” eques, “yá sinë quanë lië tyarë ni carë nateli yai ilquen ista i ui polë carë? |
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“How can I help being a humbug,” he said, “when all these people make me do things that everybody knows can’t be done? |
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Alasta i Corcurco ar i Rauro ar i Ornendur nánë hraia, pan nóquistaneltë i polinyë carë aima. |
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It was easy to make the Scarecrow and the Lion and the Woodman happy, because they imagined I could do anything. |
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Mal mauruva ma han síma na colë Valanna ata Hyarveästanna, ar nanyë tanca i uinyë ista yallë ecë carë sa.” |
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But it will take more than imagination to carry Dorothy back to Kansas, and I’m sure I don’t know how it can be done.” |
