{"id":6770,"date":"2016-11-06T19:54:07","date_gmt":"2016-11-06T19:54:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/?p=6770"},"modified":"2016-11-06T19:54:07","modified_gmt":"2016-11-06T19:54:07","slug":"aldjiersjun","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/keunst\/aldjiersjun\/","title":{"rendered":"Aldjiersj\u00fbn"},"content":{"rendered":"\n\n\n
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fan Jan Steen*<\/p>\n

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\n’t Wie Aldjiersj\u00fbn en k\u00e2ld op strjitte
\ndoe’t de Alde by de gr\u00eaft l\u00e2nsr\u00fbn,
\nhy hie fan ’t jier syn faam net f\u00fbn,
\nit wetter loek, hy woe ’t wol witte.<\/p>\n

Ynienen klonk it l\u00fbd fan snaren,
\nwat him rekke djip yn ’t moed,
\ndoe br\u00fbsde wer it jonge bloed
\nas by in stoarm de sterke baren.<\/p>\n

De spilers giene troch in poarte
\nfol mei streamend l\u00fbd en ’t reade ljocht
\nd\u00ear’t hy de hiele j\u00fbn om socht,
\nsa soe it libben w\u00eaze moatte.<\/p>\n

Hy seach de frou dy’t him gol noege,
\n\u00e2ld gen\u00f4ch foar ’t br\u00fbzjend bloed, doe kaam
\nw\u00ear’t hy om socht, syn bliere faam,
\ndy’t song by ’t spul en foar him b\u00fbge.<\/p>\n

Tegearre dronken se de kanne
\nleech en hiene wille by de r\u00fbs,
\nhy woe fan ’t jier net mear nei h\u00fbs,
\nhold har en ’t moed yn beide hannen.<\/p>\n

Syn jas hie ’t \u00e2lde wiif yn hannen,
\nwat koe ’t skele, ’t wie noch ’t \u00e2lde jier,
\nit nije wie noch fierste fier,
\nlos mei it himd en al har bannen.<\/p>\n

’t Wie Aldjiersj\u00fbn en k\u00e2ld op strjitte
\ndoe’t de Alde by de gr\u00eaft l\u00e2nskroep,
\nsyn b\u00fbsen leech, syn broek fol troep,
\nit wetter loek, hy koe ’t net litte.<\/p>\n

* Jan Steen (1626-1697)
\nskildere mei in djip psychologysk ynsicht
\ngewoane minsken.
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fan Jan Steen* ’t Wie Aldjiersj\u00fbn en k\u00e2ld op strjitte doe’t de Alde by de gr\u00eaft l\u00e2nsr\u00fbn, hy hie fan ’t jier syn faam net f\u00fbn, it wetter loek, hy woe ’t wol witte. Ynienen klonk it l\u00fbd fan snaren, wat him rekke djip yn ’t moed, doe br\u00fbsde wer it jonge bloed as by […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[6],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-6770","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-keunst"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6770","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=6770"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6770\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":6771,"href":"https:\/\/tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6770\/revisions\/6771"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=6770"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=6770"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=6770"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}