Mary Shelley — "Blasted as I was, I could not bear to look on the face of man."
Blasted as I was, I could not bear to look on the face of man.
Blasted as I was, I could not bear to look on the face of man.
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"The fallen angel becomes a malignant devil."
"My imagination is dead, my genius lost, my energies sleep."
"in the midst of despair we performed the tasks of hope."
"There is something at work in my soul which I do not understand."
"I was new to sorrow, but it did not the less alarm me."
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