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The Monk was written in ten weeks, and published in the summer of 1795, before its author's age was twenty. It was praised, attacked, said by one review to have neither originality, morals, nor probability to recommend it, yet to have excited and to be continuing to excite the curiosity of the public: a result set down to the "irresistible energy of genius." Certainly, Lewis did not trouble himself to keep probability in view; he amused himself with wild play of a fancy that delighted in the wonderful. The controversy over The Monk caused the young author to be known as Monk Lewis, and the word Monk has to this day taken the place of the words Matthew Gregory so generally, that many catalogue-makers must innocently suppose him to have been so named at the font.
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Ich riß den Faden meiner Erzählung im vorigen Bande da ab, wo unser Delinquent entgeistert in des Herzogs Arme stürzte; ich knüpfe ihn wieder an, die Geschichte weiter zu spinnen. Florentins Selbstbewustsein erwachte, aber es war ein fürchterliches Erwachen — das Erwachen zum Tode. Der Anblik der schwarzen Tapeten des Zimmers, der matte Schimmer der Wachskerze, welcher zum Theil von den düstern Wänden eingetrunken wurde, die schrekliche Stille dieser Mitternacht, die Rükerinnerung an dasjenige Verbrechen, welches ihn hieher gebracht — alles das wirkte so sehr auf ihn, daß ihm wenig fehlte, um in eine neue Entgeisterung zurük zu sinken. Er fand sich von den Armen eines Mannes gehalten, drehte sich um und der Herzog lies ihn los. „O, gnädigster Herr!“ rief, er, und wollte sich auf die Kniee niederwerfen, aber der Fürst verhinderte es. „Mensch, was haben Sie begangen?“ fragte Herzog Adolf nach einer Weile mit fürchterlichen, majestätischen Ernst im Ton und Mienen.