Skip to content
1800

De vrolyke zee-lieden, verheugd over de vrye zeevaart

Anoniem

2

De dag is daar, waar op myn moed word op den proef gesteld, Het Vaderland eist Eduward, Ten stryd in 't Oorlogsveld.

Cookies on Poetry Cove

We use cookies to remember your language preference and — only with your consent — to learn how Poetry Cove is used. You can change your mind any time.