Франкенштейн

           Yeweep,unhappyones,butthesearenotyourlasttears!Againshallyouraisethefuneralwail,andthesoundofyourlamentationsshallagainandagainbeheard!Frankenstein,yourson,yourkinsman,yourearly,much-lovedfriend;hewhowouldspendeachvitaldropofbloodforyoursakes,whohasnothoughtnorsenseofjoyexceptasitismirroredalsoinyourdearcountenances,whowouldfilltheairwithblessingsandspendhislifeinservingyou—hebidsyouweep,toshedcountlesstears;happybeyondhishopes,ifthusinexorablefatebesatisfied,andifthedestructionpausebeforethepeaceofthegravehavesucceededtoyoursadtorments!

           Thusspokemypropheticsoul,as,tornbyremorse,horror,anddespair,IbeheldthoseIlovedspendvainsorrowuponthegravesofWilliamandJustine,thefirsthaplessvictimstomyunhallowedarts.