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... Poor Polidori had some terrible idea about a skull - headed lady , who was so punished for peeping through a keyhole — what to see I forget - something very shocking and wrong of course ; but when she was reduced to a worse condition ...
... Poor Polidori had some terrible idea about a skull - headed lady , who was so punished for peeping through a keyhole — what to see I forget - something very shocking and wrong of course ; but when she was reduced to a worse condition ...
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... poor medium for the communication of feeling . I desire the company of a man who could sympathise with me ; whose eyes would reply to mine . You may deem me romantic , my dear sister , but I bitterly feel the want of a friend . I have ...
... poor medium for the communication of feeling . I desire the company of a man who could sympathise with me ; whose eyes would reply to mine . You may deem me romantic , my dear sister , but I bitterly feel the want of a friend . I have ...
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... poor , and that her father would never con- sent to the union . My generous friend reassured the suppliant , and on being informed of the name of her lover , instantly abandoned his pursuit . He had already bought a farm with his money ...
... poor , and that her father would never con- sent to the union . My generous friend reassured the suppliant , and on being informed of the name of her lover , instantly abandoned his pursuit . He had already bought a farm with his money ...
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... poor girl , who committed herself to his care ; and after the interment of his friend , he conducted her to Geneva , and placed her under the protection of a relation . Two years after this event Caroline became his wife . There was a ...
... poor girl , who committed herself to his care ; and after the interment of his friend , he conducted her to Geneva , and placed her under the protection of a relation . Two years after this event Caroline became his wife . There was a ...
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... poor . This , to my mother , was more than a duty ; it was a necessity , a passion , — remembering what she had suffered , and how she had been relieved , —for her to act in her turn the guardian angel to the afflicted . During one of ...
... poor . This , to my mother , was more than a duty ; it was a necessity , a passion , — remembering what she had suffered , and how she had been relieved , —for her to act in her turn the guardian angel to the afflicted . During one of ...
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Page 219 - What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
Page 104 - I considered the being whom I had cast among mankind, and endowed with the will and power to effect purposes of horror, such as the deed which he had now done, nearly in the light of my own vampire, my own spirit let loose from the grave, and forced to destroy all that was dear to me.
Page 64 - The ancient teachers of this science," said he, "promised impossibilities and performed nothing. The modern masters promise very little; they know that metals cannot be transmuted and that the elixir of life is a chimera but these philosophers, whose hands seem only made to dabble in dirt, and their eyes to pore over the microscope or crucible, have indeed performed miracles. They penetrate into the recesses of nature and show how she works in her hiding-places. They ascend into the heavens; they...
Page 79 - I thought I saw Elizabeth, in the bloom of health, walking in the streets of Ingolstadt Delighted and surprised, I embraced her; but as I imprinted the first kiss on her lips, they became livid with the hue of death ; her features appeared to change, and I thought that I held the corpse of my dead mother in my arms ; a shroud enveloped her form, and I saw the grave-worms crawling in the folds of the flannel.
Page 77 - IT was on a dreary night of November, that I beheld the accomplishment of my toils. With an anxiety that almost amounted to agony, I collected the instruments of life around me, that I might infuse a spark of being into the lifeless thing that lay at my feet.
Page xiii - The event on which this fiction is founded has been supposed by Dr Darwin, and some of the physiological writers of Germany, as not of impossible occurrence.
Page 134 - We rest — a dream has power to poison sleep ; We rise — one wandering thought pollutes the day; We feel, conceive or reason, laugh or weep ; Embrace fond woe, or cast our cares away...
Page 205 - His words had a strange effect upon me. I compassionated him and sometimes felt a wish to console him, but when I looked upon him, when I saw the filthy mass that moved and talked, my heart sickened and my feelings were altered to those of horror and hatred. I...
Page 140 - IT is with considerable difficulty that I remember the original era of my being : all the events of that period appear confused and indistinct. A strange multiplicity of sensations seized me, and I saw, felt, heard, and smelt, at the same time ; and it was, indeed, a long time before I learned to distinguish between the operations of my various senses.
Page 137 - Oh, Frankenstein, be not equitable to every other and trample upon me alone, to whom thy justice, and even thy clemency and affection, is most due. Remember that I am thy creature; I ought to be thy Adam, but I am rather the fallen angel, whom thou drivest from joy for no misdeed.