Frank. This evening -- this lowering evening, will, in all
probability, complete my task. Years have I laboured, and at
length discovered that to which so many men of genius have in
vain directed their inquiries. After days and nights of
incredible labour and fatigue, I have become master of the secret
of bestowing animation upon lifeless matter. With so astonishing
a power in my hands, long, long did I hesitate how to employ it.
The object of my experiment lies there (Pointing up to the
Laboratory) -- a huge automaton in human form. Should I
succeed in animating it, Life and Death would appear to me as
ideal bounds, which I shall break through and pour a torrent of
light into our dark world. I have lost all soul or sensation but
for this one pursuit. I have clothed the inanimate mass, lest the
chilly air should quench the spark of life newly infused.
(Thunder and heavy rain heard.) 'Tis a dreary night, the
rain patters dismally against the panes; 'tis a night for such a
task. I'll in and complete the wondrous effort.
[Music. -- Frankenstein takes up lamp, cautiously looks around
him, ascends the stairs, crosses the gallery above, and exits
into door of laboratory.
Enter Fritz, with a candle, L.H.
Fritz. Master isn't here -- dare I peep. Only think of the
reward Mr. Clerval promised me, a cow and a cottage, milk and a
mansion. Master is certainly not come up yet. My candle burns all
manner of colours, and spits like a roasted apple. (Runs
against the chair and drops his light, which goes out.)
There, now, I'm in the dark. Oh my nerves. (A blue flame
appears at the small lattice Window above, as from the
laboratory.) What's that? Oh, lauk; there he is, kicking up
the devil's own flame! Oh my cow! I'll venture up -- oh my
cottage! I'll climb to the window -- it will be only one peep to
make my fortune.
(Music. -- Fritz takes up footstool, he ascends the stairs,
when on the gallery landing place, he stands on the footstool
tiptoe to look through the small high lattice window of the
laboratory, a sudden combustion is heard within. The blue flame
changes to one of a reddish hue.)
Frank. ( Within.) It lives! it lives!
Fritz. (Speaks through music.) Oh, dear! oh, dear!
oh, dear!
(Fritz, greatly alarmed, jumps down hastily, totters
tremblingly down the stairs in vast hurry; when in front on
stage, having fallen flat in fright, with difficulty
speaks.)
Fritz. There's a hob -- hob-goblin, seven-and-twenty feet
high! Oh, my nerves; I feel as if I had just come out of strong
fits, and nobody to throw cold water in my face -- if my legs
won't lap under me, I'll just make my escape. (Crosses to
L.H.) Oh, my poor nerves!
Exit Fritz, crawling off L.H.
(Music. -- Frankenstein rushes from the laboratory, without
lamp, fastens the door in apparent dread, and hastens down the
stairs, watching the entrance of the laboratory.)
Frank. It lives! I saw the dull yellow eye of the creature
open, it breathed hard, and a convulsive motion agitated its
limbs. What a wretch have I formed, his legs are in proportion
and I had selected his features as beautiful -- beautiful! Ah,
horror! his cadaverous skin scarcely covers the work of muscles
and arteries beneath, his hair lustrous, black, and flowing --
his teeth of pearly whiteness -- but these luxuriances only form
more horrible contrasts with the deformities of the monster.
(He listens at the foot of the staircase.) What have I
accomplished? the beauty of my dream has vanished! and breathless
horror and disgust now fill my heart. For this I have deprived
myself of rest and health, have worked my brain to madness; and
when I looked to reap my great reward, a flash breaks in
upon my
darkened soul, and tells me my attempt was impious, and that the
fruition will be fatal to my peace for ever. (He again
listens.) All is still! The dreadful spectre of a human form
-- no mortal could withstand the horror of that countenance -- a
mummy embued with animation could not be so hideous as the wretch
I have endowed with life! -- miserable and impious being that I
am! Elizabeth! brother! Agatha! -- fairest Agatha! never more
dare I look upon your virtuous faces. Lost! lost! lost!
(Music. -- Frankenstein sinks on a chair; sudden combustion
heard, and smoke issues, the door of laboratory breaks to pieces
with a loud crash -- red fire within. -- The Monster discovered
at door entrance in smoke, which evaporates -- the red flame
continues visible. The Monster advances forward, breaks through
the balustrade or railing of gallery immediately facing the door
of laboratory, jumps on the table beneath, and from thence leaps
on the stage, stands in attitude before Frankenstein, who had
started up in terror; they gaze for a moment at each
other.)
Frank. The horrid corpse to which I have given life!
(Music. -- The Monster looks at Frankenstein most intently,
approaches him with gestures of conciliation. Frankenstein
retreats round to R.H., the Monster pursuing him.)
Frank. Fiend! dare not to approach me -- avaunt, or dread
the fierce vengeance of my arm.
(Music. -- Frankenstein takes the sword from off nail 3 E.,
points with it at Monster, who snatches the sword, snaps it in
two and throws it on stage. The Monster then seizes Frankenstein
-- loud thunder heard -- throws him violently on the floor,
ascends the staircase, opens the large window on L.H. 3 E., and
disappears through the casement. Frankenstein remains motionless
on the ground. -- Thunder and lightning until the drop
falls.
END OF ACT I.