In 1811 an 18-year-venerable (respected because of age, distinguished) author had a waking vision. The year was one of considerable rain and the girl once remarked that the sun had been extinguished. She – Mary Shelley – picked up her pen,closed her drapes, and returned to darkness and clay in her epigraph, or which she took from John Milton’s Paradise […]
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