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– Bloody rats ate the whole lot!
– Bloody rats ate the whole lot!
–ide, -ite, -ate (clóiríd, clóirít, clóráit).
Mr Leopold Bloom ate with relish the inner organs of beasts and fowls.
Má chuirtear aith-, ath- < *ate leis sin, faightear *ate-wo-bi-o-, réamhfhoirm a thabharfadh athaba sa tSean-Ghaeilge agus athabha sa Nua-Ghaeilge.
Sa chás sin brí athneartaithe atá le *ate > ath; cf.
*‘I wouldn’t fuckin’ ate it,’* a deir sé, agus d’imigh leis.
I ate the egg.
Tá an nochtraí séimh seo agus seacht gcinn eile lena chois le clos ar a n-albam úr Moon Ate The Dark II, a eisíodh le déanaí ar Sonic Pieces.
I knew next to nothing about the south-west, really, only that it was a region where they ate duck confit, and duck confit struck me as being incompatible with civil war.
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Seo chugaibh réamhbhlaiseadh de thrí phort, ‘Planxty Charles O’Connor / Rock On The Clyde / The Cow That Ate The Blanket’.
Nuair a d’fhoilsigh The Sun sa Bhreatain scéalta ar nós ‘Freddie Starr Ate My Hamster’ (níor ith!)
Tagraíonn sé do chaifé sa chathair, go bhfuil an fógra HEMINGWAY NEVER ATE HERE os cionn an dorais.
Bheadh na bacaigh a bhíodh coitianta i mBaile an Ghleanna, Johnny Ate-A-Bite, Suatha agus Pádraig Suatha andainséarach sa líne lántosach.
The Indonesian deaths will affect you more than the millions of cattle slaughtered every year and the slaughtered cattle will affect you more than the billions or trillions of living plants that the cattle ate.
Ghabh bacach an tigh isteach chuici lá, (bhíodh bacach leis an ainm iontach Johnny-Ate-A-Bite siúlach ar an mbaile tamall, b’fhéidir gurbh é a bhí ann), agus tugadh plaic bídh agus fothain na hoíche do.
Bhí an méid sin tarcaisneach a dhóthain, ach ní raibh Quinn réidh fós le ‘Gaeilgeoirí’ na hardchathrach: ‘Indiscriminately, this vulgar, hype-ridden, Anglo-American, half-peasant, half-yuppy consumer society ate them up, skins and all, didn’t spit them out but absorbed them Marcuse-fashion into its great homogenous blob’.
Mar sin is éard ba bhrí leis an ainm *ate-wo-bi-o- > athabha ‘an-scriostóir, millteoir dúbailte’, ainm a réitíonn go breá lena bhfuil ar eolas againn faoi na plandaí a bhfuil an t-ainm sin orthu.
Nuair a dfhoilsigh *The Sun *na Breataine scéalta ar nós *Freddie Starr Ate My Hamster* (níor ith!) agus gur chuir Comhairle Bhrent cosc ar mhálaí bruscair dubha mar go raibh siad ciníoch (níor chuir!), thug siad le fios don saol mór nach gá go mbeadh a gcuid scéalta bunaithe ar an fhírinne.