Alone (words: EA Poe)

From childhood’s hour I have not been
As others were I have not seen
As others saw I could not bring
My passions from a common spring

From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone
And all I loved, I loved alone

Then in my childhood in the dawn
Of a most stormy life was drawn

From every depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still

From the torrent, or the fountain
From the red cliff of the mountain
From the sun that 'round me rolled
In its autumn tint of gold

From the lightning in the sky
As it passed me flying by

From the thundеr and the storm
And the cloud that took the form
Whеn the rest of Heaven was blue
Of a demon in my view

When the rest of Heaven was blue
Of a demon in my view