I sat down and wept
As in the infant grin with which the Creature greeted Victor after his
birth (1.4.2) here again we are
suddenly reminded that he is a newborn, signalling his wants by crying.
But, cast off by his creator and forced to make his way into the world in
utter solitude, his wants are so enormous that here we are perhaps
intended by the similarity of diction to recall the timbres of one of the
most famous songs of exile in the