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Frankenstein; or, the modern prometheus - Shelley, Mary Wollstonecraft ยท 49 words
The triumph of my enemy increased with the difficulty of my labours. One inscription that he left was in these words. Prepare. Your toils only begin; wrap yourself in furs and provide food, for we shall soon enter upon a journey where your sufferings will satisfy my everlasting hatred.
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