Frankenstein

Thus strangely are our souls constructed, and by such slight ligaments are we bound to prosperity or ruin.

She busied herself with following the aerial creations of the poets; and in the majestic and wondrous scenes which surrounded our Swiss home – the sublime shapes of the mountains; the changes of the seasons; tempest and calm; the silence of winter, and the life and turbulence of our Alpine summers – she found ample scope for admiration and delight.

Inspirited by this wind of promise, my daydreams be