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.
Source:Alone (March 17, 1829), The works of Edgar Allan Poe (1903), Volume 5, Page 364
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