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المؤلف: Mary Shelley

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I threw myself into the chaise that was to convey me away and
indulged in the most melancholy reflections. I, who had ever been
surrounded by amiable companions, continually engaged in
endeavouring to bestow mutual pleasure-I was now alone. In the
university whither I was going I must form my own friends and be
my own protector. My life had hitherto been remarkably secluded
and domestic, and this had given me invincible repugnance to new
countenances. I loved my brothers, Elizabeth, and Clerval; these
were "old familiar faces," but I believed myself totally unfitted
for the company of strangers. Such were my reflections as I
commenced my journey; but as I proceeded, my spirits and hopes
rose. I ardently desired the acquisition of knowledge. I had
often, when at home, thought it hard to remain during my youth
cooped up in one place and had longed to enter the world and take
my station among other human beings.

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