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De vrolyke zee-lieden, verheugd over de vrye zeevaart

Anoniem

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De kreet ter stryd, ô Jongeling /

Roept zyne fierheid aan, Hy zweert: ik red u Vaderland, Of ik wil met uw vergaan.

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