Alone

Текст песни Arcturus - Alone <br/> Poem by Edgar Allan PoeFrom childhood&#039;s hour I have not beenAs others were - I have not seenAs others saw - I could not bringMy passions from a common springFrom the same source I have not taken( )<br />My sorrow; I could not awakenMy heart to joy at the same tone;And all I lov&#039;d, I lov&#039;d aloneThen - in my childhood - in the dawnOf a most stormy life - was drawnFrom ev&#039;ry depth of good and illThe mystery which binds me still:From the torrent, or the fountain,From the red cliff of the mountainFrom the sun that &#039;round me roll&#039;d