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1882

Van de Schelde tot de Weichsel. Deel 3: Friesland

L. Leopold

III. Dij 't allinne wittenskip uut boeken forgearret in opyt, sonder sels te tinken in, wat in oor seit in leert, sels nei te gean in it goede fen it tsjoede te skieden, dij is allyk in minske, dij 't neat docht en loekwol yt as in slatter. Hij oeriestOeriest, overeet, overlaadt de maag. him, troch allerlei in swier iten yn it lyf te slaan, syn mage wurt swak, tart net, hij wurt siek in kin ir ek wol ris oon steärre. In sokke minsken binne ir in hiel bulte.

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