Tone
The tone of this novel is constantly changing as the narrator does. The opening begins with Walton who is excited and has a tone of exhilaration. His stories are full of passion, desire and hope. Walton's tone continues to be positive. As the narrating turns over to Victor, the tone becomes more suspenseful and serious. From the beginning of his narration, we can tell that the tone shows a sense of horror and unhappiness which comes proved throughout his narration. When the creature tells his story, the tone becomes happy yet confused. There is a sense of beginning and knowledge in his voice. His experiences in his stories cause his tone to turn angry then forgiving. When Victor begins narrating again, the tone is depressed, worried and sad. Victor looses all happiness towards the end of the book and the tone is expressed by that. As the ending approaches, Walton's tone shows shock and honesty. He shows sorrow for Victor and his tone ends with a sense of closure.
Imagery Quotes
Imagery is shown in the text throughout the novel to express emotions, fear, beauty, truth, and other aspects of the story.
"His yellow skin scarcely covered the work of muscles and arteries beneath; his hair was of a lustrous black, and flowing; his teeth of a pearly whiteness; but these luxuriances only formed a more horrid contrast with his watery eyes, that seemed almost of the same colour as the dune sockets in which they were set, his shrivelled complexion and straight black lips."
"The road ran by the side of the lake, which became narrower as I approached my native town. I discovered more distinctly the black sides of Jura, and the bright summit of Mont Blanc. I wept like a child. 'Dear mountains! My own beautiful lake! How do you welcome your wanderer? Your summits are clear; the sky and lake are blue and placid. Is this to prognosticate peace, or to mock at my unhappiness?'"
"He played a sweet mournful air, which I perceived drew tears from the eyes of his amiable companion, of which the old man took no notice, until she sobbed audibly; he then pronounced a few sounds, and the fair creature, leaving her work, knelt at his feet. He raised her, and smiled with such kindness and affection that I felt sensations of a particular and overwhelming nature: they were a mixture of pain and pleasure, such as I had never before experienced, either from hunger or cold, warmth or food; and I withdrew from the window, unable to bear these emotions."
"The course of the Rhine below Mayence becomes much more picturesque. The river descends rapidly, and winds between hills, not high, but steep, and of beautiful forms. We saw many ruined castles standing on the edge of precipices, surrounded by black woods, high and inaccessible. this part of the Rhine, indeed, presents a singularly variegated landscape. In one you view rugged hills, ruined castles overlooking tremendous precipices, with the dark Rhine rushing beneath; and, on the sudden turn of promontory, flourishing vineyards with green sloping banks and a meandering river and populous towns occupy the scene."
"His yellow skin scarcely covered the work of muscles and arteries beneath; his hair was of a lustrous black, and flowing; his teeth of a pearly whiteness; but these luxuriances only formed a more horrid contrast with his watery eyes, that seemed almost of the same colour as the dune sockets in which they were set, his shrivelled complexion and straight black lips."
"The road ran by the side of the lake, which became narrower as I approached my native town. I discovered more distinctly the black sides of Jura, and the bright summit of Mont Blanc. I wept like a child. 'Dear mountains! My own beautiful lake! How do you welcome your wanderer? Your summits are clear; the sky and lake are blue and placid. Is this to prognosticate peace, or to mock at my unhappiness?'"
"He played a sweet mournful air, which I perceived drew tears from the eyes of his amiable companion, of which the old man took no notice, until she sobbed audibly; he then pronounced a few sounds, and the fair creature, leaving her work, knelt at his feet. He raised her, and smiled with such kindness and affection that I felt sensations of a particular and overwhelming nature: they were a mixture of pain and pleasure, such as I had never before experienced, either from hunger or cold, warmth or food; and I withdrew from the window, unable to bear these emotions."
"The course of the Rhine below Mayence becomes much more picturesque. The river descends rapidly, and winds between hills, not high, but steep, and of beautiful forms. We saw many ruined castles standing on the edge of precipices, surrounded by black woods, high and inaccessible. this part of the Rhine, indeed, presents a singularly variegated landscape. In one you view rugged hills, ruined castles overlooking tremendous precipices, with the dark Rhine rushing beneath; and, on the sudden turn of promontory, flourishing vineyards with green sloping banks and a meandering river and populous towns occupy the scene."
Metaphors
The creature himself is a metaphor for Victor. The two have so many similar aspects that the monster is nearly a recreation of Victor. He desires knowledge and friendship. The two share their love for nature and beauty as well. Victor is a little bit of an outcast in society and the monster very obviously is one too. The monster grows to hate his life just as his creator. It seems as if Victor's childhood was not structured from his irresponsibility and in following, the creature had no one to structure him as he was brought into the world there fore he made irresponsible decisions as well. The two characters similarities follow in a patter that seem to result in a metaphor.
Illness is another metaphor present in the story. Many of the characters undergo illness when some bad occurs or they are under a lot of stress in the story. Illness usually a sign of death, but in the book tends to hint as a form of cooping after something stressful.
Illness is another metaphor present in the story. Many of the characters undergo illness when some bad occurs or they are under a lot of stress in the story. Illness usually a sign of death, but in the book tends to hint as a form of cooping after something stressful.
Irony
The biggest form of irony in the book is the actual creation of the creature himself. Victor had become fascinated with life and death and was motivated in creating life himself. Which indeed Victor was successful in creating life, but not only does he run from the life he created, but that life he created ends in the death of many more lives. In turn, Victors creation of life cause more deaths including his own.