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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 --
Thou -- 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 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.