alone ii

Sopor Aeternus

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 comon 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

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 roll d
in it s 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