{"id":3847,"date":"2016-10-20T19:06:13","date_gmt":"2016-10-20T19:06:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/?p=3847"},"modified":"2016-10-20T19:06:13","modified_gmt":"2016-10-20T19:06:13","slug":"ballade-fan-marten-groenhof","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/lyrysk-deiboek\/ballade-fan-marten-groenhof\/","title":{"rendered":"Ballade fan Marten Groenhof"},"content":{"rendered":"\n\n\n
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Al jierren buorket sy allinne,
\ns\u00fbnt in jier of tsien mei hobbykij,
\nte \u00e2ld foar kealjen mar wol m\u00e2l mei har,
\nhy wie dat ek en heart der no noch by
\nmei wurken dy’t gjin prizen winne.<\/p>\n

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Syn heit wie boer, sa waard er berne
\nfoar it fee dat net syn hobby wie,
\nwant leaver seach er ’t weagjen fan de mar,
\ndy’t r\u00f4p wylst hy it byld foar eagen hie
\nfan wetter ek op ’t doek te kennen.<\/p>\n

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Mei ien each peilde hy de djipte
\nfan de mar en sk\u00fbtsjes mei de fracht
\ndy’t op de Fluezen sylden troch it far,
\nwylst boppe ’t beaken kniep it Steatejacht
\nen heit syn sloep oer ’t wetter wipte.<\/p>\n

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En fierder rikten noch syn sinnen
\n\u00fbnder ’t melken fan de trettjin kij,
\nhy seach him silen op ‘e Iselmar
\n– de laden tsjalk, de skipper dat wie hy –
\nen liet de molke br\u00fbzend rinne.<\/p>\n

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Noch heger r\u00f4len letter weagen
\nyn in swiere stoarm dy’t trof ek him;
\nas kapitein op eigen skip oan bar
\nhie hy gjin kar, mislearre ek de trim,
\nmar dochs hold hy ’t palet foar eagen.<\/p>\n

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De hjerst ferr\u00fbn en yn de dize
\nrekken ek syn kleare kleuren wei,
\nde kij dy’t keallen liet er oer oan har,
\nhy lei ’t pinseel n\u00east it palet, syn dei
\nwie om, syn wurk soe oars \u00fatwize.<\/p>\n

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Al jierren buorket sy allinne, s\u00fbnt in jier of tsien mei hobbykij, te \u00e2ld foar kealjen mar wol m\u00e2l mei har, hy wie dat ek en heart der no noch by mei wurken dy’t gjin prizen winne. Syn heit wie boer, sa waard er berne foar it fee dat net syn hobby wie, want leaver […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3847","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-lyrysk-deiboek"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3847","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3847"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3847\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3848,"href":"https:\/\/tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3847\/revisions\/3848"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3847"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3847"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3847"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}