There was a multitude of spectators, as upon all such occasions, but the actual spoilers were very few.
The noblest and richest temple of the Netherlands was a wreck, but the fury of the spoilers was excited, not appeased.

Each seizing a burning torch, the whole herd rushed from the cathedral, and swept howling through the streets.

"Long live the beggars!" resounded through the sultry midnight air, as the ravenous pack flew to and fro, smiting every image of the Virgin, every crucifix, every sculptured saint, every Catholic symbol which they met with upon their path.

All night long, they roamed from one sacred edifice to another, thoroughly destroying as they went.

Before morning they had sacked thirty churches within the city walls.