[Wieland; or The Transformation by Charles Brockden Brown]@TWC D-Link bookWieland; or The Transformation CHAPTER IX 17/51
The first intelligence of his fate may be communicated by the livid corpse which the tide may cast, many days hence, upon the shore. Thus was I distressed by opposite conjectures: thus was I tormented by phantoms of my own creation.
It was not always thus.
I can ascertain the date when my mind became the victim of this imbecility; perhaps it was coeval with the inroad of a fatal passion; a passion that will never rank me in the number of its eulogists; it was alone sufficient to the extermination of my peace: it was itself a plenteous source of calamity, and needed not the concurrence of other evils to take away the attractions of existence, and dig for me an untimely grave. The state of my mind naturally introduced a train of reflections upon the dangers and cares which inevitably beset an human being.
By no violent transition was I led to ponder on the turbulent life and mysterious end of my father.
I cherished, with the utmost veneration, the memory of this man, and every relique connected with his fate was preserved with the most scrupulous care.
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