All I Loved
I Loved Alone

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 around 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