Alone
2011-07-21 @ 17:39:14From 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.
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 —
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 —
Kommentarer
Postat av: Niles
Har gjort mitt första länkbyte, var ganska emot sådant förut men denna blogg var väl helt ok, och det var de som frågade mig först. Titta gärna in på min sida och säg vad du tycker om deras blogg. Men bara om du vill...
Postat av: ida
Hej!
Jag har frågestund på min blogg nu, fråga gärna något :)
Kram
http://idas.myshowroom.se
Postat av: Jack-of-All-Trades
Hallå i sanatoriet! Trevligt att se lite poesi här.
Och det var ju ingen nybörjare du valde heller. Poe är ganska stor. Bra valtummen upp @-->-- //S
Postat av: Mia
Jack-of-all-trades: Ja, man kanske skulle slänga upp lie mera sånt här och lite egna grejer med :) Poe är kung och jag gillar han skarpt.
Trackback
