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As you love to play, do not forget learning, / Of which in old age you see the finest fruits
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As you love to play, do not forget learning, / Of which in old age you see the finest fruits

weduwe C. Kok geboren Van Kolm · 1842 - 1866 · letterpress printing; houtsnede; paper

From the collection of Rijksmuseum, Amsterdam. Free to download, adapt and use — no permission needed.

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Sheet with 24 scenes of children's games, including hoop rolling, tag, jump rope, and riding a hobby horse. Each image has a two-line verse. Numbered top right: No. 24.

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printpopular printjumping-rope gamesrocking-horse
Credit lineHoe gy het spelen mint, vergeet het leeren niet, / Waar van ge in d' Ouderdom, de schoonste vruchten ziet. 1842 - 1866. weduwe C. Kok geboren Van Kolm. Rijksmuseum, Amsterdam. Public domain.
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