Nature plays an important role in Frankenstein, although to the reader familiar with romantic poetry, it may seem that nature is somewhat less important or less central than the role it plays, but from the novel’s opening, the importance of the reader getting a sense of physical place is established by situating the text within a particular environment, the qualities of which will both mirror and contradict the inner states of the main characters. Even from the very beginning of the novel, theme of nature is incorporated into Shelley’s work. “The icy wilderness in which the novel begins and ends is the barren land of isolation from human warmth and companionship, into which Walton foolishly sails and into which Frankenstein is inexorably led by the monster, whose inescapable destiny is it”. Later, on the morning after Victor gives life to his creation, he says, “Morning, dismal and wet . . . as if I sought to avoid the wretch whom I feared every turning of the street would present to my view”. When Victor is scared or upset the weather is nasty to complement the way that he is feeling in certain situations. And also Victor notes that the landscape of the Orkneys and that of his native country are quite distinct. His description of the Orkneys is cold, barren, gray, and rough. In contrast, he recalls Switzerland as colorful and lively and the landscape as teeming with blue lakes that reflect the
Nature plays an important role in Frankenstein, although to the reader familiar with romantic poetry, it may seem that nature is somewhat less important or less central than the role it plays, but from the novel’s opening, the importance of the reader getting a sense of physical place is established by situating the text within a particular environment, the qualities of which will both mirror and contradict the inner states of the main characters. Even from the very beginning of the novel, theme of nature is incorporated into Shelley’s work. “The icy wilderness in which the novel begins and ends is the barren land of isolation from human warmth and companionship, into which Walton foolishly sails and into which Frankenstein is inexorably led by the monster, whose inescapable destiny is it”. Later, on the morning after Victor gives life to his creation, he says, “Morning, dismal and wet . . . as if I sought to avoid the wretch whom I feared every turning of the street would present to my view”. When Victor is scared or upset the weather is nasty to complement the way that he is feeling in certain situations. And also Victor notes that the landscape of the Orkneys and that of his native country are quite distinct. His description of the Orkneys is cold, barren, gray, and rough. In contrast, he recalls Switzerland as colorful and lively and the landscape as teeming with blue lakes that reflect the