Onnaspeurlijke Winst.
't Schip in Zee,
Brengt ons mee
Vreugt op Ree,
Winst in Stee,
't Duid oock Vree:
Maer 't is wonder
In 't bysonder,
Dat die wegen
Zijn den zegen,
Die bestant
Hout ons Lant.
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