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The Sorrows of Young Werther and Selected Writings

This compilation includes Johann Wolfgang von Goethe's influential novel 'The Sorrows of Young Werther,' known for its emotional depth and exploration of romanticism. Additionally, it features a selection of Goethe's other works, showcasing his diverse literary contributions. more

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Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, born on August 28, 1749, and died on March 22, 1832, was a prominent German writer, thinker, and scientist. He is one of the greatest writers in German literary history and his works have had a profound impact on the world. His most famous works include 'Faust' and 'The Sorrows of Young Werther'. more

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