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المؤلف: Mary Shelley

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I left the room, and locking the door, made a solemn vow in my
own heart never to resume my labours; and then, with trembling
steps, I sought my own apartment. I was alone; none were near me
to dissipate the gloom and relieve me from the sickening
oppression of the most terrible reveries.
Several hours passed, and I remained near my window gazing on the
sea; it was almost motionless, for the winds were hushed, and all
nature reposed under the eye of the quiet moon. A few fishing
vessels alone specked the water, and now and then the gentle
breeze wafted the sound of voices as the fishermen called to one
another. I felt the silence, although I was hardly conscious of
its extreme profundity, until my ear was suddenly arrested by the
paddling of oars near the shore, and a person landed close to my
house.

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