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lydschjin uet yten; as rom fen maege, slop.
WIRD. (GODS)
De heele Biibel hjit Gods wird:?Ién wird, d?r wy by tuws'nen l?se!?Mar 'k tink, dat 't mey 'n oar ién betjudt;?In dat ken _neat_ as _Leafde_ w?se.
WRADSEIN, WRADSSEIN.
"_'t Iene ueterste uet, 't oare yn_!" 'k lieow 't by gelearden f?st is; 'n Hwa onderfynt 't eack net, dat hjir faeks freuchdsein l?st is; In tuws'nen dingen mear dy in nen delen lycken,?Dy meitse 't sizzen wier troch moaye in maole blyken:?Hwat sa fenne oanfang aof oer' wrald in 't wraldsce sein is, Sizze ick yn ienen hjir: _'k lieow, dat wraldsein wraldssein is_.
WIIF.
"'t Is ADEMS schuld," sey JAEY, "dat alle man fordomd waerd, Omt hy oan 't strueck'ljen racke,?Dat tank't de diwel dy, as dy ien ribbe omtnomd waerd," Sey JAN, "hiest 't better macke??In--'k lieow, 't wier noch sa maol net roun,?Hie hy, yn pleats fen 'n wiif, syn ribbe mar w?r foun."
YNTJE JANSZ.
'n As song wraldssjongbaes yit,?(De blyne Grieck, HOMEAR)?'n Noch moayer as it hjit,?Hy spylle it hjir net klear.?Mey MILTON den gelyck....?Hwat MILTON!--TASS', VOLTAIRE?In KLOPSTOCK, BILDERDYK--?'n As songen se allege?rre?Har heldedicht op ny,?Mey 'n tryris hjitter fjoer,?Wis, Friesen, raopen' wy?Er blieowt nog fryhwat oer!?Hwa doar him mey de pinn'?By immen forgelyckje!?JEAN PAUL (och, dat 'k gen bin!!)?JEAN PAUL scoe muwlk mey 'm pryckje.?Mey 'm pryckjen!? Ne er n?st,?In YNTJE boppest stean:?Hwa 't YNTJE JANSZOON l?st,?Mat ear in each forgean.?Wey, lompe pinne! wey,?Ick, sondich minsc, scoe 't weagje?'n Kom ues profeet byney!??Ick lieow, 'k beswymm' ... 'k ste?reagje.
YTE.
Neame ouverturen op fenn' greatste spylershaesen,?Dit 's 't: "Generael-Hoezee!" sa lang 'r hwat is to aesen, De Maege stjoert 't orchest, in nimmen docht it better: As 't slim komt, macket 'r ien marsch--op _druwch brea_ in _kald wetter_.
YTEN. (GEBED FO?R)
"Kom, de eagen ticht, 'n de hannen gear!"?Sa lear' wy 't quea as bern.?'t Quea? 't bidden fo?r ues leawen Hear!
Ja freuanen! 't quea, went sjen:?Fo?r 't _yten_, net fo?r 'e Heare is 't, yit,?Dat min de berntjes bidde lit:?Sa wird' wy slaewen fenne wrald,?Yit lyts in fry, lit stean den--ald!

CLIPS-ODE.
"_Siet eens, hoe rond is_ LIJS, _en hoe vermagert_ PHILIPIS: _De een schijnt een volle maan, en de ander haer eclipsis_."
HUYGENS.
1. Wol wier 't ald spreukjen, Almanak! Dow biste ien rjuchte leugensack: Mar _fjouer_ clipsen 't hele jier? 'k Lieow _tuwsen_ wier hwat better wier
2. Dow reckenst' wol op _Liouw't_ in sa (Now ja, d?r giet wol gans om ta!) Mar alle pleatsen mast' ney sjen, Ho 't min al clipsen krye ken.
3. _Den Haag_ in _Dordt_; _St. Ann'_ in _Grouw_, _Terschelling_, _Heidelberg_, ter _Gouw_, De _Knype_, _Drogeham_ in _Rys_, In _Rome_, _Munchen_ in _Parys_.
4. Ney _Dearsum_, _Rotterdam_ in _Broek_, _Schiedam_ in _Lojengea_, _Dykshoek_-- Alle _um_ in _am_ in _gea_, woe m'n 't dwaen, Scoen' dy w?r nye clipsen jaen.
5. Nen doarp, ho lyts, kastiel in kluws. Op 't lan, op 't wetter, schip in huws, Ja, tjerke in timpels, d?r 'k fen swy'. Dy jaene clipsen w?r opp' ny.
6. In den de tiid, by nacht as dey, Dy bringt w?r oare clipsen mey; Mar dy 'st dow neamste, it schaete ues net, As hie m'n 'er niks fen hinne set.
7. COLOMBUS hie er foardeel fen, ('t Is wier) mar socken schrander man, Dy wist, hwat 'n nye wrald uet ley, Wist eack yn ontiid rie in wey.
8. 't Is wier, dyn tiid hjit middelbaer, Mar mannich wirdt to let gewaer, Dat 't midden faeks noch fier fen 't eyn is: In is 't yn 't midden net meast clipsis?!
9. Foart op Nyjiersdey clipsit 't yit, As credit debit efter sit; Min neame 't sa 't min 't wol, ick sizz Dat 't den by mannich 'n ien wol clips is.
10. Tink oan 'e Freed, oan' Sneuan in Snein, By Turk in Jood in Christen rein, As hillich, ho min 't neame, ick sizz' Dat 't faek ien tiige tiige clips is.
11. De hege feesten--'k swye er fen, Mar lege geesten swewe er den: Min neam' se heech in sillich, 'k sizz' 't Binn' daegen sims mey 'n greate clipsis,
12. Comeedsjes, oppe merke as net, De hele merke, as oare pret, It w?se er bliid in ljeacht, ick sizz' 't Is 'r oeral fol to sjen fen clipsis.
13. Ja, moarns in jouns, by nacht by dey, Op b?d as oppe hearenwey, Min mey er w?se meye,--'k sizz' 't Is d?r net selden clips op clipsis.
14. Mar hwat fen tiid in pleats mear sein, Fen ljeacht in tjuster, dey as snein, Ien inkeld minsce, ja! ick sizz' 't Is faek ien greate, greate clipsis.
15. Wier is 't in blieowt it, Almanak! Dow wierste in biste ien leugensack; Mar, hwat fen dyn bereck'ning fiks is: Dow seiste ues kreckt _honeer_ 't it clipsis.
16. Noch mear: w?r sa, ho langen tiid, Dat mackest' ruchtber wiid in siid; Mar de oaren, dy 't ick neamde, ick sizz' Dat 't d?r mey faeks to muwck is clipsis.
17. In komt min 't onforwacht to sjen, Dat