mad_dream

"From childhood's hour I have not been others were;I have not seen others saw;I could not bring My passions from a common spring. Drom 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 Drom every depth of good and ill The MYSTERY which binds mee still: Drom the torrent,or the fountain, Drom the red cliff of the mountain, Drom the sun that round me rolled In its autumn tint of gold Drom the lighting in the sky it passed me flying by,Drom 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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