Text - "Frankenstein" Mary Shelley

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Be calm! I entreat you to hear me, before you give vent to your hatred on my devoted head.
Have I not suffered enough that you seek to increase my misery? Life, although it may only be an accumulation of anguish,
is dear to me, and I will defend it. Remember, thou hast made me more powerful than thyself; my height is superior to
thine; my joints more supple. But I will not be tempted to set myself in opposition to thee. I am thy creature,
and I will be even mild and docile to my natural lord and king, if thou wilt also perform thy part, the which
thou owest me. Oh, Frankenstein, be not equitable to every other, and trample upon me alone, to whom thy justice,
and even thy clemency and affection, is most due. Remember, that I am thy creature; I ought to be thy Adam; but
I am rather the fallen angel, whom thou drivest from joy for no misdeed. Everywhere I see bliss, from which I alone am
irrevocably excluded. I was benevolent and good; misery made me a fiend. Make me happy, and I shall again be virtuous.