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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
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
.
Everywhere
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
enemies
.
I
am
miserable
,
and
they
shall
share
my
wretchedness
.
Yet
it
is
in
your
power
to
recompense
me
,
and
deliver
them
from
an
evil
which
it
only
remains
for
you
to
make
so
great
,
that
not
only
you
and
your
family
,
but
thousands
of
others
,
shall
be
swallowed
up
in
the
whirlwinds
of
its
rage
.
Let
your
compassion
be
moved
,
and
do
not
disdain
me
.
Listen
to
my
tale
;
when
you
have
heard
that
,
abandon
or
commiserate
me
,
as
you
shall
judge
that
I
deserve
.
But
hear
me
.
The
guilty
are
allowed
,
by
human
laws
,
bloody
as
they
are
,
to
speak
in
their
own
defence
before
they
are
condemned
.
Listen
to
me
,
Frankenstein
.
You
accuse
me
of
murder
,
and
yet
you
would
,
with
a
satisfied
conscience
,
destroy
your
own
creature
.
Oh
,
praise
the
eternal
justice
of
man
!
Yet
I
ask
you
not
to
spare
me
;
listen
to
me
,
and
then
,
if
you
can
,
and
if
you
will
,
destroy
the
work
of
your
hands
.
"
"
Why
do
you
call
to
my
remembrance
,
"
I
rejoined
,
"
circumstances
of
which
I
shudder
to
reflect
,
that
I
have
been
the
miserable
origin
and
author
?
Cursed
be
the
day
,
abhorred
devil
,
in
which
you
first
saw
light
!
Cursed
(
although
I
curse
myself
)
be
the
hands
that
formed
you
!
You
have
made
me
wretched
beyond
expression
.
You
have
left
me
no
power
to
consider
whether
I
am
just
to
you
or
not
.
Begone
!
Relieve
me
from
the
sight
of
your
detested
form
.
"
"
Thus
I
relieve
thee
,
my
creator
,
"
he
said
,
and
placed
his
hated
hands
before
my
eyes
,
which
I
flung
from
me
with
violence
;
"
thus
I
take
from
thee
a
sight
which
you
abhor
.
Still
thou
canst
listen
to
me
and
grant
me
thy
compassion
.
By
the
virtues
that
I
once
possessed
,
I
demand
this
from
you
.
Hear
my
tale
;
it
is
long
and
strange
,
and
the
temperature
of
this
place
is
not
fitting
to
your
fine
sensations
;
come
to
the
hut
upon
the
mountain
.
The
sun
is
yet
high
in
the
heavens
;
before
it
descends
to
hide
itself
behind
your
snowy
precipices
and
illuminate
another
world
,
you
will
have
heard
my
story
and
can
decide
.
On
you
it
rests
,
whether
I
quit
forever
the
neighbourhood
of
man
and
lead
a
harmless
life
,
or
become
the
scourge
of
your
fellow
creatures
and
the
author
of
your
own
speedy
ruin
.
"
As
he
said
this
he
led
the
way
across
the
ice
;
I
followed
.
My
heart
was
full
,
and
I
did
not
answer
him
,
but
as
I
proceeded
,
I
weighed
the
various
arguments
that
he
had
used
and
determined
at
least
to
listen
to
his
tale
.
I
was
partly
urged
by
curiosity
,
and
compassion
confirmed
my
resolution
.
I
had
hitherto
supposed
him
to
be
the
murderer
of
my
brother
,
and
I
eagerly
sought
a
confirmation
or
denial
of
this
opinion
.
For
the
first
time
,
also
,
I
felt
what
the
duties
of
a
creator
towards
his
creature
were
,
and
that
I
ought
to
render
him
happy
before
I
complained
of
his
wickedness
.
These
motives
urged
me
to
comply
with
his
demand
.
We
crossed
the
ice
,
therefore
,
and
ascended
the
opposite
rock
.
The
air
was
cold
,
and
the
rain
again
began
to
descend
;
we
entered
the
hut
,
the
fiend
with
an
air
of
exultation
,
I
with
a
heavy
heart
and
depressed
spirits
.
But
I
consented
to
listen
,
and
seating
myself
by
the
fire
which
my
odious
companion
had
lighted
,
he
thus
began
his
tale
.
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
.
By
degrees
,
I
remember
,
a
stronger
light
pressed
upon
my
nerves
,
so
that
I
was
obliged
to
shut
my
eyes
.
Darkness
then
came
over
me
and
troubled
me
,
but
hardly
had
I
felt
this
when
,
by
opening
my
eyes
,
as
I
now
suppose
,
the
light
poured
in
upon
me
again
.
I
walked
and
,
I
believe
,
descended
,
but
I
presently
found
a
great
alteration
in
my
sensations
.
Before
,
dark
and
opaque
bodies
had
surrounded
me
,
impervious
to
my
touch
or
sight
;
but
I
now
found
that
I
could
wander
on
at
liberty
,
with
no
obstacles
which
I
could
not
either
surmount
or
avoid
.
The
light
became
more
and
more
oppressive
to
me
,
and
the
heat
wearying
me
as
I
walked
,
I
sought
a
place
where
I
could
receive
shade
.
This
was
the
forest
near
Ingolstadt
;
and
here
I
lay
by
the
side
of
a
brook
resting
from
my
fatigue
,
until
I
felt
tormented
by
hunger
and
thirst
.
This
roused
me
from
my
nearly
dormant
state
,
and
I
ate
some
berries
which
I
found
hanging
on
the
trees
or
lying
on
the
ground
.
I
slaked
my
thirst
at
the
brook
,
and
then
lying
down
,
was
overcome
by
sleep
.