Thursday, April 10, 2008

A 10-14

Chapter 10
He approached; his countenance bespoke bitter

anguish, combined with disdain and malignity,

while its unearthly ugliness rendered it almost

too horrible for human eyes.


















Chapter 11
Sometimes I wished to express my sensations in my own


made, but the uncouth and inarticulate sounds which broke


from me frightened me into silence again.















































Chapter 12
I perceived that the words they spoke sometimes






produced pleasure or pain, smiles or sadness, in






the minds and countenances of the hearers. This






was indeed a godlike science, and I ardently






desired to become acquainted with it.





















































Chapter 13
And what was I? Of my creation and creator. I was








absolutely ignorant; but I knew that I possessed no








money, no friends, no kind of property. I was besides








endued with a figure hideously deformed and








loathsome, I was not even of some nature as man.



















































































































































































































Chapter 14
Before I depart I will give them to you; they will



























prove the truth of my tale; but at present, as the


















sun is already far declined, I shall only have time


















to repeat the substance of them to you.






















































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