Letter to His Brother-in-Law
In a Hebrew poem, composed by me, which I sent to you—I hope it will arrive—I said: “Let my limbs be joined to my aged husband, and fruit will appear: a son of his old age.” Perhaps God will fulfill your wish, when you come here—and then there will be three girls!—but God will nourish them. I can imagine how grieved you were when my sister did not…
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