From childhood's hour i have not been
As others were-i have not seen
As others saw-i could not bring
My passions form a common stream
From that same soure i have not taken
My sorrow; i could not awaken
My heart to jo at te same tone;
And all i'd lov'd, i'd lov'd alone
Then -in my childhood- in the dawn
Of a most stormy life-was drawn
From ev'ry depth of good
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