“Woes cluster. Rare are solitary woes; They love a train, they tread each other's heel.”
Quote by Edward Young
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This volume presents a long, meditative poem that contemplates profound questions about life, death, and the possibility of immortality. The work is structured as a series of nocturnal reflections, using the quiet of night as a backdrop for philosophical and spiritual inquiry. The text is supplemented by a brief account of the author's life, providing context for the poem's composition. Additionally, the book includes a paraphrase of a section from the Book of Job, a biblical book known for its exploration of suffering and divine justice, rendered in verse. The combined contents offer a cohesive exploration of human mortality and the search for meaning beyond earthly existence. more
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