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Many good, blessed and pleasant years, may they surely come to you and to your head and hairs! To the hands of my lovely, dear, beloved husband, the pious and prudent, worthy R. Loeb, may his Rock and…
The whole day
In the roads’ realm
The whole day
Facing only wind
Just a narrow ditch between road and shoulder
Just young lids between sun and eye
What in the world
Can be more beautiful?
Translated…
My only, best and devoted friend, as I can express myself, nonpartisan, true friend Yankev Dinezon!I really cherish the letter that I received from you last week. But unfortunately, I am so busy with…
The leader and the soul of Iskra was Lenin. And although he was surrounded by a group of brilliant writers and first-class leaders (indeed, all enjoyed equal rights in a…
The compartment of the Berlin–Warsaw–Moscow train is warm and pleasant. The dining car is fully packed. One can hear various languages—French, German, English, Russian, Chinese, and…
After having arranged for fresh provisions and all kinds of refreshments, we set sail again, sailing away from land. Due to the wind’s silence, we proceeded into the sea without sailing, drifting for…
The third whistle. Reb Zerakh Lilienthal clutched his beloved family to his heart, kissed them, and boarded the train. He did not have the strength to wish them well yet again. His throat was so tight…
Riding a train doesn’t have to be dull if you manage to fall in with good company. You can meet up with merchants, men who know business, and then the time flies, or with people who have been around…
You strangers with the broad, thick-veined hands,
Crooked legs and faces hard as leather,
Smelling of sea and tar
And of the rust of thick anchor chains;
Oh, you, strangers to all nations and tongues…
[ . . . ] In the summer of 1903 I traveled to Russia, where I was to meet with the heads of the socialist revolutionary groups in various cities in south Russia and on the Volga…