In the last frame, he throws back his head and wails, his mouth agape.

Breezes blowing from beds of iris quickened her breath with their perfume; she saw the tufted lilacs sway in the wind, and the streamers of mauve-tinted wistaria swinging, all a-glisten with golden bees; she saw a crimson cardinal winging through the foliage, and amorous tanagers flashing like scarlet flames athwart the pines.

Chill not let go, zir, without vurther 'casion

Zeeland is the westernmost province of the Netherlands.