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1  She rose on seeing us enter, and when we were left alone with her, she threw herself at the feet of Elizabeth, weeping bitterly.
Frankenstein By Mary Shelley
ContextHighlight   In Chapter 8
2  The horrible scene of the preceding day was forever acting before my eyes; the females were flying and the enraged Felix tearing me from his father's feet.
Frankenstein By Mary Shelley
ContextHighlight   In Chapter 16
3  The child still struggled and loaded me with epithets which carried despair to my heart; I grasped his throat to silence him, and in a moment he lay dead at my feet.
Frankenstein By Mary Shelley
ContextHighlight   In Chapter 16
4  With an anxiety that almost amounted to agony, I collected the instruments of life around me, that I might infuse a spark of being into the lifeless thing that lay at my feet.
Frankenstein By Mary Shelley
ContextHighlight   In Chapter 5
5  Some conversation took place between him and his father, and the young stranger knelt at the old man's feet and would have kissed his hand, but he raised her and embraced her affectionately.
Frankenstein By Mary Shelley
ContextHighlight   In Chapter 13
6  The labour of winding among the little paths of the mountain and fixing my feet firmly as I advanced perplexed me, occupied as I was by the emotions which the occurrences of the day had produced.
Frankenstein By Mary Shelley
ContextHighlight   In Chapter 17
7  In this retreat I devoted the morning to labour; but in the evening, when the weather permitted, I walked on the stony beach of the sea to listen to the waves as they roared and dashed at my feet.
Frankenstein By Mary Shelley
ContextHighlight   In Chapter 19
8  A great fall of snow had taken place the night before, and the fields were of one uniform white; the appearance was disconsolate, and I found my feet chilled by the cold damp substance that covered the ground.
Frankenstein By Mary Shelley
ContextHighlight   In Chapter 11
9  As the minuteness of the parts formed a great hindrance to my speed, I resolved, contrary to my first intention, to make the being of a gigantic stature, that is to say, about eight feet in height, and proportionably large.
Frankenstein By Mary Shelley
ContextHighlight   In Chapter 4
10  He played a sweet mournful air which I perceived drew tears from the eyes of his amiable companion, of which the old man took no notice, until she sobbed audibly; he then pronounced a few sounds, and the fair creature, leaving her work, knelt at his feet.
Frankenstein By Mary Shelley
ContextHighlight   In Chapter 11
11  He saw his mistress once before the destined ceremony; but she was bathed in tears, and throwing herself at his feet, entreated him to spare her, confessing at the same time that she loved another, but that he was poor, and that her father would never consent to the union.
Frankenstein By Mary Shelley
ContextHighlight   In Letter 2
12  The next morning Felix went out to his work, and after the usual occupations of Agatha were finished, the Arabian sat at the feet of the old man, and taking his guitar, played some airs so entrancingly beautiful that they at once drew tears of sorrow and delight from my eyes.
Frankenstein By Mary Shelley
ContextHighlight   In Chapter 13
13  The death of William, the execution of Justine, the murder of Clerval, and lastly of my wife; even at that moment I knew not that my only remaining friends were safe from the malignity of the fiend; my father even now might be writhing under his grasp, and Ernest might be dead at his feet.
Frankenstein By Mary Shelley
ContextHighlight   In Chapter 23