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From childhood's hour I have not been<br/>
As others were; I have not seen<br/>
As others saw; I could not bring<br/>
My passions from a common spring.<br/>
From the same source I have not taken<br/>
My sorrow; I could not awaken<br/>
My heart to joy at the same tone;<br/>
And all I loved <i>I</i> loved alone.<br/>
Then—in my childhood, in the dawn<br/>
Of a most stormy life—was drawn<br/>
From every depth of good and ill<br/>
The mystery which binds me still:<br/>
From the torrent, or the fountain,<br/>
From the red cliff of the mountain,<br/>
From the sun that round me rolled<br/>
In its autumn tint of gold,<br/>
From the lightning in the sky<br/>
As it passed me flying by,<br/>
From the thunder and the storm,<br/>
And the cloud that took the form<br/>
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)<br/>
Of a demon in my view.<br/></p>
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<p class="caption">Alone</p>
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