Usted buscó: nōn sunt portae in vīllā (Latín - Inglés)

fēmina est in vīllā.
the farmer in the fiel

terra et lūna nōn sunt stellae
the earth is a sphere

numquid apertae tibi sunt portae mortis et ostia tenebrosa vidist
have the gates of death been opened unto thee? or hast thou seen the doors of the shadow of darkness and ruin, from the power of the neather?

aurēlia, māter marcī et cornēliae, iam in vīllā occupāta est.
aurelia, the mother of marcus and cornelia, is already busy in the house.

fili hominis pro eo quod dixit tyrus de hierusalem euge confractae sunt portae populorum conversa est ad me implebor deserta es
son of man, because that tyrus hath said against jerusalem, aha, she is broken that was the gates of the people: she is turned unto me: i shall be replenished, now she is laid waste:

et introduxit me per ingressum qui erat ex latere portae in gazofilacia sanctuarii ad sacerdotes quae respiciebant ad aquilonem et erat ibi locus vergens ad occidente
after he brought me through the entry, which was at the side of the gate, into the holy chambers of the priests, which looked toward the north: and, behold, there was a place on the two sides westward.

metella et melissa metella melissam in vīllā quaerēbat. metella culīnam intrāvit, ubi grumiō labōrābat. grumiō erat īrātus. 'cūr tū es īrātus, grumiō? cūr ferōciter circumspectās?' rogāvit metella. 5 'heri melissa cēnam optimam parāvit', respondit coquus. 'hodiē ego cēnam pessimam parō, quod nūllus cibus adest. heri multus cibus erat in culīnā. ancilla omnem cibum coxit.' metella ē culīnā discessit et ad tablīnum festīnāvit, ubi clēmēns labōrāba
metella and melissa metella melissa villā sought. metella kitchen and where grumiō working. grumiō irate. 'why are you îrâtus, grumius? ferōciter survey why? ' asked metella. 5 'best dinner prepared yesterday, melissa, answered the cook. "today i have dinner parō worst is that no food is present. yesterday, a lot of food in the kitchen. maid cooked all the food. " metella from the kitchen to the left tablīnum quickly grow weary in which clement