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The death of an artist is never a random event, but a last act of creation that seems to illuminate the whole of his life under a powerful ray of light. [ . . . ] Why are people surprised when poets…
Speech delivered at the May meeting of agitators in Vilna in 1895.
Dear comrades!
Today, every group of the fighting proletariat has marked successes in its activities. It will be most appropriate to…