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 Then - in my childhood - in the dawn Of a most stormy life - was drawn From ev`ry 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 roll`d In its autumn tint of gold - From the lightning in the sky As it pass`d 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 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 Then - in my childhood - in the dawn Of a most stormy life - was drawn From ev`ry 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 roll`d In its autumn tint of gold From the lightning in the sky As it pass`d 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 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 Then - in my childhood - in the dawn Of a most stormy life - was drawn From ev`ry 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 roll`d In its autumn tint of gold From the lightning in the sky As it pass`d 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 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 Then - in my childhood - in the dawn Of a most stormy life - was drawn From ev`ry 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 roll`d In its autumn tint of gold From the lightning in the sky As it pass`d 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 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 Then - in my childhood - in the dawn Of a most stormy life - was drawn From ev`ry depth of good and ill The mystery which binds me still编辑于2024/01/30更新