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1----The sounding cataract Haunted him like a passion: the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their
2colours and their forms, were then to him An appetite; a feeling, and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By
3thought supplied, or any interest Unborrow'd from the eye. [Wordsworth's "Tintern Abbey".] And where does he now exist?
4Is this gentle and lovely being lost for ever? Has this mind, so replete with ideas, imaginations fanciful and
5magnificent, which formed a world, whose existence depended on the life of its creator;--has this mind perished? Does it
6now only exist in my memory? No, it is not thus; your form so divinely wrought, and beaming with beauty, has decayed,
7but your spirit still visits and consoles your unhappy friend. Pardon this gush of sorrow; these ineffectual words are
8but a slight tribute to the unexampled worth of Henry, but they soothe my heart, overflowing with the anguish which his
9remembrance creates. I will proceed with my tale. Beyond Cologne we descended to the plains of Holland; and we resolved
10to post the remainder of our way, for the wind was contrary and the stream of the river was too gentle to aid us. Our
11journey here lost the interest arising from beautiful scenery, but we arrived in a few days at Rotterdam, whence we
12proceeded by sea to England. It was on a clear morning, in the latter days of December, that I first saw the white
13cliffs of Britain. The banks of the Thames presented a new scene; they were flat but fertile, and almost every town was
14marked by the remembrance of some story. We saw Tilbury Fort and remembered the Spanish Armada, Gravesend, Woolwich, and
15Greenwich--places which I had heard of even in my country. At length we saw the numerous steeples of London, St. Paul's
16towering above all, and the Tower famed in English history. Chapter 19 London was our present point of rest; we
17determined to remain several months in this wonderful and celebrated city. Clerval desired the intercourse of the men of
18genius and talent who flourished at this time, but this was with me a secondary object; I was principally occupied with
19the means of obtaining the information necessary for the completion of my promise and quickly availed myself of the
20letters of introduction that I had brought with me, addressed to the most distinguished natural philosophers. If this
21journey had taken place during my days of study and happiness, it would have afforded me inexpressible pleasure. But a
22blight had come over my existence, and I only visited these people for the sake of the information they might give me on
23the subject in which my interest was so terribly profound. Company was irksome to me; when alone, I could fill my mind
24with the sights of heaven and earth; the voice of Henry soothed me, and I could thus cheat myself into a transitory
25peace. But busy, uninteresting, joyous faces brought back despair to my heart. I saw an insurmountable barrier placed
26between me and my fellow men; this barrier was sealed with the blood of William and Justine, and to reflect on the
27events connected with those names filled my soul with anguish. But in Clerval I saw the image of my former self; he was
28inquisitive and anxious to gain experience and instruction. The difference of manners which he observed was to him an
29inexhaustible source of instruction and amusement. He was also pursuing an object he had long had in view. His design
30was to visit India, in the belief that he had in his knowledge of its various languages, and in the views he had taken
31of its society, the means of materially assisting the progress of European colonization and trade. In Britain only could
32he further the execution of his plan. He was for ever busy, and the only check to his enjoyments was my sorrowful and
33dejected mind. I tried to conceal this as much as possible, that I might not debar him from the pleasures natural to one
34who was entering on a new scene of life, undisturbed by any care or bitter recollection. I often refused to accompany
35him, alleging another engagement, that I might remain alone. I now also began to collect the materials necessary for my
36new creation, and this was to me like the torture of single drops of water continually falling on the head. Every
37thought that was devoted to it was an extreme anguish, and every word that I spoke in allusion to it caused my lips to
38quiver, and my heart to palpitate. After passing some months in London, we received a letter from a person in Scotland
39who had formerly been our visitor at Geneva. He mentioned the beauties of his native country and asked us if those were
40not sufficient allurements to induce us to prolong our journey as far north as Perth, where he resided. Clerval eagerly
41desired to accept this invitation, and I, although I abhorred society, wished to view again mountains and streams and
42all the wondrous works with which Nature adorns her chosen dwelling-places. We had arrived in England at the beginning
43of October, and it was now February. We accordingly determined to commence our journey towards the north at the
44expiration of another month. In this expedition we did not intend to follow the great road to Edinburgh, but to visit
45Windsor, Oxford, Matlock, and the Cumberland lakes, resolving to arrive at the completion of this tour about the end of
46July. I packed up my chemical instruments and the materials I had collected, resolving to finish my labours in some
47obscure nook in the northern highlands of Scotland. We quitted London on the 27th of March and remained a few days at
48Windsor, rambling in its beautiful forest. This was a new scene to us mountaineers; the majestic oaks, the quantity of
49game, and the herds of stately deer were all novelties to us. From thence we proceeded to Oxford. As we entered this
50city, our minds were filled with the remembrance of the events that had been transacted there more than a century and a
51half before. It was here that Charles I. had collected his forces. This city had remained faithful to him, after the
52whole nation had forsaken his cause to join the standard of Parliament and liberty. The memory of that unfortunate king
53and his companions, the amiable Falkland, the insolent Goring, his queen, and son, gave a peculiar interest to every
54part of the city which they might be supposed to have inhabited. The spirit of elder days found a dwelling here, and we
55delighted to trace its footsteps. If these feelings had not found an imaginary gratification, the appearance of the city
56had yet in itself sufficient beauty to obtain our admiration. The colleges are ancient and picturesque; the streets are
57almost magnificent; and the lovely Isis, which flows beside it through meadows of exquisite verdure, is spread forth
58into a placid expanse of waters, which reflects its majestic assemblage of towers, and spires, and domes, embosomed
59among aged trees. I enjoyed this scene, and yet my enjoyment was embittered both by the memory of the past and the
60anticipation of the future. I was formed for peaceful happiness. During my youthful days discontent never visited my
61mind, and if I was ever overcome by ennui, the sight of what is beautiful in nature or the study of what is excellent
62and sublime in the productions of man could always interest my heart and communicate elasticity to my spirits. But I am
63a blasted tree; the bolt has entered my soul; and I felt then that I should survive to exhibit what I shall soon cease
64to be--a miserable spectacle of wrecked humanity, pitiable to others and intolerable to myself. We passed a considerable
65period at Oxford, rambling among its environs and endeavouring to identify every spot which might relate to the most
66animating epoch of English history. Our little voyages of discovery were often prolonged by the successive objects that
67presented themselves. We visited the tomb of the illustrious Hampden and the field on which that patriot fell. For a
68moment my soul was elevated from its debasing and miserable fears to contemplate the divine ideas of liberty and
69self-sacrifice of which these sights were the monuments and the remembrancers. For an instant I dared to shake off my
70chains and look around me with a free and lofty spirit, but the iron had eaten into my flesh, and I sank again,
71trembling and hopeless, into my miserable self.
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