Edmund Burke defines sympathy as the ability to understand the feelings of another individual as if they are your own. A passage in Frankenstein that embodies this ability is when the creature is relating his first experience watching the De Lacey family:

“The silver hair and benevolent countenance of the aged cottager won my reverence, while the gentle manners of the girls enticed my love. He played a sweet mournful air, which I perceived drew tears from the eyes of his amiable companion, of which the old man took no notice, until she sobbed audibly; he then pronounced a few sounds, and the fair creature, leaving her work, knelt at his feet. He raised her, and smiled with such kindness and affection, that I felt sensations of a peculiar and overpowering nature: they were a mixture of pain and pleasure, such as I had never before experienced, either from hunger…

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