...few. After the "brilliant light" of Victor's idea dawns we never learn more than how he eventually "collected the instruments of life around me, that I might infuse a spark of life into the lifeless thing that lay at my feet". Yet those first thirty pages supply the seeds of...

...became a living soul. And Frankenstein says, "I collected the instruments of life around me, that I may infuse a spark of being into the lifeless thing that lay at my feet ... I saw the dull yellow eye of the creature open; it breathed hard, and a convulsive motion agitated...

...particular, is the secret ingredient. Indeed, when describing his first success, Frankenstein says that he "collected the instruments of life around me, that...being into the lifeless thing that lay at my feet." An eye of the creature begins to open, "it breathed hard, and a convulsive motion agitated its limbs."...

...animated corpse we encounter an unbearable disfiigurement, a negation of the visual, a de/faced eye/I: It was on a dreary night of November, that I beheld the accomplishment of my toils. ... I saw the dull yellow eye of the Creature open. . . . How can I describe my emotions at this catastrophe....

...laboratory and secretly, guiltily works at creating human life, only to find that he has made a monster. It was on a dreary night of November, that I beheld...being into the lifeless thing that lay at my feet. . . . The rain pattered dismally against the panes, and my candle was nearly burnt out, when, by the...

...jerking frog legs and culminated in Mary Shelley's Promethean fable in which Victor Frankenstein aims to 'infuse a spark of being into the lifeless thing that lay at my feet.' There was surely a Faustian frisson pervading the news that Miller and Urey had used electricity to...

...room and the slaughterhouse," Frankenstein eventually completes his loathsome task when he infuses "a spark of being into the lifeless thing that lay at my feet." Then, as he tells us, "now that I had finished, the beauty of the dream vanished, and breathless horror...

...Shelley describes Victor Frankenstein s first sighting of his horrible creation: Literary Monsters It was on a dreary night of November, that I beheld the and their Makers accomplishment of my toils. Grendel: The "grim Write a brief paragraph describing...

...be manufactured, brought together, and endued with vital warmth." And in the novel itself she wrote, "It was on a dreary night of November that I beheld...being into the lifeless thing that lay at my feet." The reanimation of a corpse through galvanism and infusing a "spark of being" were not ideas unique...

...established order, and he steals, as it were, the power from heaven to create a human being. As he explains, 'With an anxiety that almost amounted to agony, I...being into the lifeless thing that lay at my feet' (38). And, like Prometheus, when Frankenstein finally does succeed in creating new life, his monstrous...