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AloneFrom childhood's hour I have not beenAs others were, oh, I have not seen As others saw, oh, I could not bring My passions from the common spring My passions from the 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, and all I loved And all I loved, and all I loved And all I loved, and all I loved And all I loved, and all I loved I loved alone I loved alone And all I loved, and all I loved And all I loved, and all I loved And all I loved, and all I loved I loved alone Then, in my childhood, in the dawn Of the 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 I loved alone I loved alone I loved alone I loved alone I loved alone I loved alone I loved alone |