AloneBy Edgar Allen Poe

Alex Drummond and Heidi Stebnicki

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From childhoods hour I have not been

As others were; I have not seen

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As others saw; I could not bring

My passions from a common spring

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From the same source I have not

takenMy sorrow; I could

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My heart to joy at the same

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And all I loved; I loved alone

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Then- in my childhood, in the dawn of a most stormy life- was drawn

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From every depth of good and ill

The mystery that binds me still

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From the torrent, or the fountain

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From the red cliff of the mountain

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From the sun that round me rolled

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In its autumn tint of gold

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As it passes me flying by

From the thunder and the storm

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And the cloud that took the form

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When the rest of heaven was blue

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Of the demon in my view

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