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作者: Mary Shelley

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From Derby, still journeying northwards, we passed two months in
Cumberland and Westmorland. I could now almost fancy myself among
the Swiss mountains. The little patches of snow which yet
lingered on the northern sides of the mountains, the lakes, and
the dashing of the rocky streams were all familiar and dear
sights to me. Here also we made some acquaintances, who almost
contrived to cheat me into happiness. The delight of Clerval was
proportionably greater than mine; his mind expanded in the
company of men of talent, and he found in his own nature greater
capacities and resources than he could have imagined himself to
have possessed while he associated with his inferiors. "I could
pass my life here," said he to me; "and among these mountains I
should scarcely regret Switzerland and the Rhine."

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