Book · Frankenstein
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Author: Mary Shelley
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I fear, my friend, that I shall render myself tedious by dwelling
on these preliminary circumstances; but they were days of
comparative happiness, and I think of them with pleasure. My
country, my beloved country! who but a native can tell the
delight I took in again beholding thy streams, thy mountains,
and, more than all, thy lovely lake!
Yet, as I drew nearer home, grief and fear again overcame me.
Night also closed around; and when I could hardly see the dark
mountains, I felt still more gloomily. The picture appeared a
vast and dim scene of evil, and I foresaw obscurely that I was
destined to become the most wretched of human beings. Alas! I
prophesied truly, and failed only in one single circumstance,
that in all the misery I imagined and dreaded, I did not conceive
the hundredth part of the anguish I was destined to endure.
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