I am a blasted tree
Victor unconsciously echoes the terms of his experience at the age of
fifteen when he witnessed lightning shatter the venerable tree at the
Frankenstein's summer house near Bellerive: "I never beheld anything so
utterly destroyed" (1.1.9). His
premonition of the destructive power of the vital force he would employ
for creation here realizes itself with ironic power.
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