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Poem by Edgar Allan Poe


Alone


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 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


Edgar Allan Poe's other poems:
  1. The Divine Right of Kings
  2. In Youth I have Known One
  3. Enigma
  4. Sancta Maria
  5. To the River


Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Sydney Dobell Alone ("There came to me softly a small wind from the sea")
  • Lewis Morris Alone ("WHAT shall it profit a man")
  • Ambrose Bierce Alone ("IN contact, lo! the flint and steel")
  • James Joyce Alone ("The noonТs greygolden meshes make")
  • Edward Sill Alone ("STILL earth turns and pulses stir")

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