1 When I looked around I saw and heard of none like me.
2 She looked steadily on life and assumed its duties with courage and zeal.
3 I looked upon them as superior beings who would be the arbiters of my future destiny.
4 As I looked on him, his countenance expressed the utmost extent of malice and treachery.
5 Below this picture was a miniature of William; and my tears flowed when I looked upon it.
6 He made, at that moment, a solemn vow to deliver him and then looked around for the means.
7 Dear lady, I had none to support me; all looked on me as a wretch doomed to ignominy and perdition.
8 My tale was not one to announce publicly; its astounding horror would be looked upon as madness by the vulgar.
9 The woman asked her what she did there, but she looked very strangely and only returned a confused and unintelligible answer.
10 I well knew that if any other had communicated such a relation to me, I should have looked upon it as the ravings of insanity.
11 Felix was too delicate to accept this offer, yet he looked forward to the probability of the event as to the consummation of his happiness.
12 Yet she was meanly dressed, a coarse blue petticoat and a linen jacket being her only garb; her fair hair was plaited but not adorned: she looked patient yet sad.
13 I looked towards its completion with a tremulous and eager hope, which I dared not trust myself to question but which was intermixed with obscure forebodings of evil that made my heart sicken in my bosom.
14 I compassionated him and sometimes felt a wish to console him, but when I looked upon him, when I saw the filthy mass that moved and talked, my heart sickened and my feelings were altered to those of horror and hatred.
15 As yet I looked upon crime as a distant evil, benevolence and generosity were ever present before me, inciting within me a desire to become an actor in the busy scene where so many admirable qualities were called forth and displayed.
16 I looked on the valley beneath; vast mists were rising from the rivers which ran through it and curling in thick wreaths around the opposite mountains, whose summits were hid in the uniform clouds, while rain poured from the dark sky and added to the melancholy impression I received from the objects around me.
17 Before, I looked upon the accounts of vice and injustice that I read in books or heard from others as tales of ancient days or imaginary evils; at least they were remote and more familiar to reason than to the imagination; but now misery has come home, and men appear to me as monsters thirsting for each other's blood.
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