“There is an expression of despair, and
sometimes of revenge, in
your countenance that makes
me tremble. Dear Victor,
banish these dark
passions. Remember
the friends around
you, who centre all
their hopes in you.
Have we lost the
power of rendering
“When I reflected on his crimes and you happy?
malice, my hatred and revenge burst (Page 89)
all bounds of moderation. I would
have made a pilgrimage to the
highest peak of the Andes, could I
when there have precipitated him to
their base.” (Page 87)
“When I thou
mild voice of
"I continued for the remainder of the day Agatha, and t
in my hovel in a state of utter and stupid Arabian, thes
despair. My protectors had departed and gush of tears
had broken the only link that held me to again when I
sometimes of revenge, in
your countenance that makes
me tremble. Dear Victor,
banish these dark
passions. Remember
the friends around
you, who centre all
their hopes in you.
Have we lost the
power of rendering
“When I reflected on his crimes and you happy?
malice, my hatred and revenge burst (Page 89)
all bounds of moderation. I would
have made a pilgrimage to the
highest peak of the Andes, could I
when there have precipitated him to
their base.” (Page 87)
“When I thou
mild voice of
"I continued for the remainder of the day Agatha, and t
in my hovel in a state of utter and stupid Arabian, thes
despair. My protectors had departed and gush of tears
had broken the only link that held me to again when I
