CLM ([2-6-93] / Charlotte, North Carolina)

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.

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This is an inspiring poem for me. I always feel motivated to read it. I started loving myself a lot after reading this poem.
We love ourselves the most, from childhood to the last spot. Truth bearing poem
'All I loved, I loved alone'.- true.
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..../// alone alone all, all alone in melancholic tone on past the present is born! ! !
What an excellent poem by a great poet. There are few poets I remember from school, but Edgar Allan Poe is definitely one. : -)
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