anmārienne
Lines 11 and 12 of the Kēlen Jabberwocky:
semme ke mawēsa ien ñi macāppacāe maλāta kēñ; ñi riēn rā þō lelōmme cī;
samma ke mamārienne mānte ien hāle hāleie ñi jamārwakie jalōna þō;
(See Nov 7th’s post for an introduction.)
anmārienne is the stative form of jamārienne, ‘a laugh’, which I blogged May 30th, 2011. It means “laughing”.
semme ke mawēsa ien ñi macāppacāe maλāta kēñ; ñi riēn rā þō lelōmme cī; is “Uncle said, ‘macāppacāe is killed? You come to these my arms.'” samma ke mamārienne mānte ien hāle hāleie ñi jamārwakie jalōna þō; is “He, laughing and joyful, said ‘hāle hāleie. This day is become wondrous.'” hāle hāleie is just nonsense.
The full poem:
il ōrralon ñi jarewēλecāwāŋŋi ā jawēlrūlri rū jaxēwepōma āñ;
se jarāŋŋen mo jatēññāntetūrāŋŋeni; ñi japiēlkāhi tō jarōhāþi lā;
sere jakewāla to macāppacāe sapīra jasūpa sakāca jaþāla nā;
to makīmaþālen masāknenūren to macūcū matū ñi ma rū ma pēxa cī;
il jahōλa ñamma masēnre maxōsa ā sāen japērnō jaλāten nīkamma sakū;
tō jāo sema jaþēλa mo sāen ma ñi maþārre matōrja sū jasātsātena tā;
il jīla þō ñi macāppacāe matāλisse rā xō rā jamēþena jaxēla kiē;
ānen sarōña janāola ñi jaxīra ñe ankālli ankālleni anūmi nā;
āniþ ēnne; āniþ ēnne; ñamma jatāŋŋi ŋō tō jēste jarūsīsse rā ma kiē;
ñi sāen marūsa ramāra nīkan sōlle jakeþāwa ānen anhēnārtānre nā;
semme ke mawēsa ien ñi macāppacāe maλāta kēñ; ñi riēn rā þō lelōmme cī;
samma ke mamārienne mānte ien hāle hāleie ñi jamārwakie jalōna þō;
il ōrralon ñi jarewēλecāwāŋŋi ā jawēlrūlri rū jaxēwepōma āñ;
se jarāŋŋen mo jatēññāntetūrāŋŋeni; ñi japiēlkāhi tō jarōhāþi lā;
In the afternoon, the circular lizards did gyre and gimble around the shadow-stick.
The easily-annoyed thin-winged bird-spiders were annoyed. The lost chicken-pigs make cough-cries!
Beware macāppacāe, its biting teeth, its many catching claws,
the frumious makīmaþālen, the macūcū bird–Be away from them.
For 1/8th of a day, he searched for his enemy, a deadly blade in his hand.
Therefore, leaning and still, he thought under the jasātsātena.
At that moment, mercurial macāppacāe came to there through the dark woods.
With flaming eyes, he made a noise like very loud popping bubbles.
One, two. One, two. The swinging knife made very many piercings through him.
He returned home with the separated head very properly-swiftly.
Uncle said, ‘macāppacāe is killed? You come to these my arms.’
He, laughing and joyful, said ‘hāle hāleie. This day is become wondrous.’
In the afternoon, the circular lizards did gyre and gimble around the shadow-stick.
The easily-annoyed thin-winged bird-spiders were annoyed. The lost chicken-pigs make cough-cries!
