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FROM THE SORROWS OF YOUNG WERTHER

 [Prefixed to the second edition.
] EV'RY youth for love's sweet portion sighs, Ev'ry maiden sighs to win man's love; Why, alas! should bitter pain arise From the noblest passion that we prove? Thou, kind soul, bewailest, lov'st him well, From disgrace his memory's saved by thee; Lo, his spirit signs from out its cell: BE A MAN, NOR SEEK TO FOLLOW ME.
1775.

by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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