After some difficulty I found my way in, and wandered for a while among its white immensities.

It is practically a church within a church, the region of services being isolated in the midst, in the unlovely Dutch way, within hideous wooden walls.

It is very well worth while to climb the tower and see the great waterways of this country beneath you.

The prospect is mingled wood and polder: to the east and south-east, shaggy hills; to the west, the moors of Brabant; to the north, Arnheim's dark heights.
Nymwegen has many lions, chief of which perhaps is the Valkhof, in the grounds above the river--the remains of a palace of the Carlovingians.

It is of immense age, being at once the oldest building in Holland and the richest in historic memories.