frankenstein , your son , your kinsman , your early , much-loved friend ; he who would spend each vital drop of blood for your sakes-who has no thought nor sense of joy , except as it is mirrored also in your dear countenances-who would fill the air with blessings , and spend his life in serving you-he bids you weep-to shed countless tears ; happy beyond his hopes , if thus inexorable fate be satisfied , and if the destruction pause before the peace of the grave have succeeded to your sad torments !