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..when the terrible storm and high flood of water raged most fearfully, I went to Schevelinge.. ..sea and sky seemed to be one element; at the height where I stood - because the sea had already washed away dunes and stood up to the village – the view was horrible; the wailing of the inhabitants awful. - when arriving home, I immediately put a sketch of all this on paper - but that sketch represented so little of what I had seen on the spot itself.. .. no part turned up itself of which I could make a sketch.. .. will be necessary for me to return to Scheveningen again and to outline those places where the water has raged most violently.. (en) |
