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Miss Alida, whose senses, / Proud, are sorry in love [(...)]
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Miss Alida, whose senses, / Proud, are sorry in love [(...)]

Wijsmuller, Erve · 1828 - 1913 · letterpress printing; colour; houtsnede; paper

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

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Sheet with 16 depictions of the life of Alida who marries a chimney sweep. Below each image a four-line verse in Dutch and a two-line verse in French. Numbered top center: (N. 166. B.).

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Credit lineMejuffer Alida, wiens zinnen, / Hoogmoedig, spijtig zijn in 't minnen [(...)]. 1828 - 1913. Wijsmuller, Erve. Rijksmuseum, Amsterdam. Public domain.
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