What delicious walks we should have had together, my pretty Virlandaise and I, along the harbour where the two-deckers and the frigate slept peaceably by the red roofing of the warehouse, by the green banks of the strait, through the deep shades of the trees amongst which the fort is half concealed, where the guns are thrusting out their black throats between branches of alder and willow.
Hoe heerlijk zouden de lieve Graeuben en ik gewandeld hebben naar de haven, waar de tweedekkers en de fregatten rustig sliepen onder hun rood dak, langs de groene oevers der straat, door die dichte boschjes, in wier midden de citadel zich verschuilt, welker kannonen hun zwarten muil tusschen de takken der vlier- en wilgen-boomen uitsteken!