Tseik
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 lov'd, I lov'd 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 roll'd
In its autumn tints of gold-
From the thunder and the storm,
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view
-Edgar Allan Poe
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