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tremendous and abhorred 1) that it was the wretch whom I had created. I trembled with rage and horror, resolwing to wait his approach, and then close with him in mortal combat. He approached; his countenance bespoke bitter anguish, combined with disdain and malignity, while its unearthly ugliness rendered it almost too horrible for human eyes. But I scarcely observed this; anger and hatred had at first deprived me of utterance, and I recovered only to overwhelm him with

words expressive of furious detestation

and contempt.

“ Devil!” I exclaimed, “ do you dare approach me? and do not you fear the fierce vengeance of my arm wreaked on your miserable head? Begome, vile insect? or rather stay, that I may trample you to dust! and, oh, that I could, with the extinction of your miserable


existence, restore those victims whom
you have so diabolically murdered P’
“I expected this reception,” said the
daemon. “ All men hate the wretched;
how then must I be hated, who am mi-
serable beyond all living things Yet
you, my creator, detest and spurn me,
thy creature, to whom thou art bound by
ties only dissoluble by the annihilation
of one of us. You purpose to kill me.
How dare you sport thus with life?
Do your duty towards me, and I will
do mine towards you and the rest of
mankind. If you will comply with my
conditions, I will leave them and you
at peace; but if you refuse, I will glut
the maw of death, until it be satiated
with the blood of your remaining
friends.” -
“ Abhorred monster | fiend that
thou art : the tortures of hell are too
mild a vengeance for thy crimes.

Wretched devil! you reproach me with
your creation; come on then, that I
may extinguish the spark which I so
negligently bestowed.”
My rage was without bounds; I
sprang on him, impelled by all the
feelings which can arm one being
against the existence of another.
He easily eluded me, and said,
“Be calm I entreat you to hear me,
before you give vent to your hatred on
my devoted head. Have I not suffered
enough, that you seek to increase my
misery? Life, although it may only be
an accumulation of anguish, is dear to
me, and I will defend it. Remember,
thou hast made me more powerful than
thyself; my height is superior to thine;
my joints more supple. But I will not
be tempted to set myself in opposition
to thee. I am thy creature, and I will
be even mild and docile to my natural

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lord and king, if thou wilt also perform thy part, the which thou owest me. 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. Every where I see bliss, from which I alone am irrevocably excluded. I was benevolent and good ; misery made me a fiend. Make me happy, and I shall again be virtuous.” “ Begone ! I will not hear you. There can be no community between you and me; we are enemies. Begone, or let us try our strength in a fight, in which one must fall.” - * “. How can I move thee * Will no entreaties cause thee to turn a favourable eye upon thy creature, who implores thy goodness and compassion. Believe me, Frankenstein: I was benevolent; my soul glowed with love and humanity: but am I not alone, miserably alone? You, my creator, abhor me; what hope can I gather from your fellow-creatures, who owe me nothing? they spurn and hate me. The desert mountains and dreary glaciers are my refuge. I have wandered here many days; the caves of ice, which I only do not fear, are a dwelling to me, and the only one which man does not grudge. These bleak skies I hail, for they are kinder to me than your fellow-beings. If the multitude of mankind knew of my existence, they would do as you do, and arm themselves for my destruction. Shall I not then hate them who abhor me? I will keep no terms with my

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