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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
.
It
was
already
one
in
the
morning
;
the
rain
pattered
dismally
against
the
panes
,
and
my
candle
was
nearly
burnt
out
,
when
,
by
the
glimmer
of
the
half-extinguished
light
,
I
saw
the
dull
yellow
eye
of
the
creature
open
;
it
breathed
hard
,
and
a
convulsive
motion
agitated
its
limbs
.
How
can
I
describe
my
emotions
at
this
catastrophe
,
or
how
delineate
the
wretch
whom
with
such
infinite
pains
and
care
I
had
endeavoured
to
form
?
His
limbs
were
in
proportion
,
and
I
had
selected
his
features
as
beautiful
.
Beautiful
!
Great
God
!
His
yellow
skin
scarcely
covered
the
work
of
muscles
and
arteries
beneath
;
his
hair
was
of
a
lustrous
black
,
and
flowing
;
his
teeth
of
a
pearly
whiteness
;
but
these
luxuriances
only
formed
a
more
horrid
contrast
with
his
watery
eyes
,
that
seemed
almost
of
the
same
colour
as
the
dun-white
sockets
in
which
they
were
set
,
his
shrivelled
complexion
and
straight
black
lips
.
The
different
accidents
of
life
are
not
so
changeable
as
the
feelings
of
human
nature
.
I
had
worked
hard
for
nearly
two
years
,
for
the
sole
purpose
of
infusing
life
into
an
inanimate
body
.
For
this
I
had
deprived
myself
of
rest
and
health
.
I
had
desired
it
with
an
ardour
that
far
exceeded
moderation
;
but
now
that
I
had
finished
,
the
beauty
of
the
dream
vanished
,
and
breathless
horror
and
disgust
filled
my
heart
.
Unable
to
endure
the
aspect
of
the
being
I
had
created
,
I
rushed
out
of
the
room
and
continued
a
long
time
traversing
my
bed-chamber
,
unable
to
compose
my
mind
to
sleep
.
At
length
lassitude
succeeded
to
the
tumult
I
had
before
endured
,
and
I
threw
myself
on
the
bed
in
my
clothes
,
endeavouring
to
seek
a
few
moments
of
forgetfulness
.
But
it
was
in
vain
;
I
slept
,
indeed
,
but
I
was
disturbed
by
the
wildest
dreams
.
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
.
I
started
from
my
sleep
with
horror
;
a
cold
dew
covered
my
forehead
,
my
teeth
chattered
,
and
every
limb
became
convulsed
;
when
,
by
the
dim
and
yellow
light
of
the
moon
,
as
it
forced
its
way
through
the
window
shutters
,
I
beheld
the
wretch
--
the
miserable
monster
whom
I
had
created
.
He
held
up
the
curtain
of
the
bed
;
and
his
eyes
,
if
eyes
they
may
be
called
,
were
fixed
on
me
.
His
jaws
opened
,
and
he
muttered
some
inarticulate
sounds
,
while
a
grin
wrinkled
his
cheeks
.
He
might
have
spoken
,
but
I
did
not
hear
;
one
hand
was
stretched
out
,
seemingly
to
detain
me
,
but
I
escaped
and
rushed
downstairs
.
I
took
refuge
in
the
courtyard
belonging
to
the
house
which
I
inhabited
,
where
I
remained
during
the
rest
of
the
night
,
walking
up
and
down
in
the
greatest
agitation
,
listening
attentively
,
catching
and
fearing
each
sound
as
if
it
were
to
announce
the
approach
of
the
demoniacal
corpse
to
which
I
had
so
miserably
given
life
.
Oh
!
No
mortal
could
support
the
horror
of
that
countenance
.
A
mummy
again
endued
with
animation
could
not
be
so
hideous
as
that
wretch
.
I
had
gazed
on
him
while
unfinished
;
he
was
ugly
then
,
but
when
those
muscles
and
joints
were
rendered
capable
of
motion
,
it
became
a
thing
such
as
even
Dante
could
not
have
conceived
.
I
passed
the
night
wretchedly
.
Sometimes
my
pulse
beat
so
quickly
and
hardly
that
I
felt
the
palpitation
of
every
artery
;
at
others
,
I
nearly
sank
to
the
ground
through
languor
and
extreme
weakness
.
Mingled
with
this
horror
,
I
felt
the
bitterness
of
disappointment
;
dreams
that
had
been
my
food
and
pleasant
rest
for
so
long
a
space
were
now
become
a
hell
to
me
;
and
the
change
was
so
rapid
,
the
overthrow
so
complete
!
Morning
,
dismal
and
wet
,
at
length
dawned
and
discovered
to
my
sleepless
and
aching
eyes
the
church
of
Ingolstadt
,
its
white
steeple
and
clock
,
which
indicated
the
sixth
hour
.
The
porter
opened
the
gates
of
the
court
,
which
had
that
night
been
my
asylum
,
and
I
issued
into
the
streets
,
pacing
them
with
quick
steps
,
as
if
I
sought
to
avoid
the
wretch
whom
I
feared
every
turning
of
the
street
would
present
to
my
view
.
I
did
not
dare
return
to
the
apartment
which
I
inhabited
,
but
felt
impelled
to
hurry
on
,
although
drenched
by
the
rain
which
poured
from
a
black
and
comfortless
sky
.
I
continued
walking
in
this
manner
for
some
time
,
endeavouring
by
bodily
exercise
to
ease
the
load
that
weighed
upon
my
mind
.
I
traversed
the
streets
without
any
clear
conception
of
where
I
was
or
what
I
was
doing
.
My
heart
palpitated
in
the
sickness
of
fear
,
and
I
hurried
on
with
irregular
steps
,
not
daring
to
look
about
me
:
Like
one
who
,
on
a
lonely
road
,
