At ten o’clock we set forwards for Haarlem.  The day heavenly. […] We landed at twelve in Van Eede’s garden. The whole ground a carpet of flowers. We walked and smelt for half an hour and then through the pretty town to the church to hear the organ. I cannot describe to you the magnificence of this instrument. It is the finest thing I ever heard. The three or four first chords made me pipe. It is the very omnipotence of sound, and you will think I am fabulous when I tell you that ‘L’Orage,’ a composition of the organist’s, gives you thunder which would affect your nerves for a week, the pouring of rain and the singing of birds after the storm: all à s’y méprendre.