“Alone”
BY EDGAR ALLAN 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 lov’d—I lov’d alone—
Then—in my childhood—in the dawn
Of a most stormy life—was drawn
From ev’ry 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 pass’d 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—
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8 thoughts on ““Alone””
koolkosherkitchen
Very appropriate.
louis11725
Thanks.
jengarynewadventures
You are welcome, thanks for reading.
jengarynewadventures
I have always appreciated Poe, and he seems so fitting this time of year.
koolkosherkitchen
Very true, and I share your appreciation of Poe, even though we don’t have “this time of year,” or any time of year except summer all the time.
louis11725
https://wordpress.com/read/feeds/15181635/posts/1205341678
I like this one.
jengarynewadventures
Me too.
louis11725
🙂