"But soon," he cried with sad and solemn enthusiasm,"
shall die, and what I now feel be no longer felt. Soon these
burning miseries will be extinct. I shall ascend my funeral
pile triumphantly, and exult in the agony of the torturing
flames. The light of that conflagration will fade away, my
ashes will be swept into the sea by the winds. My spirit will
sleep in peace, or if it thinks, it will not surely think thus.
Farewell."
Which phrase in the
sage best conveys the monster's emotional pain?
O
ashes swept into the sea
O
B. the light of that conflagration
O
C. it will not surely think thus
O
D. these burning miseries