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...

Take this kiss upon the brow ! And, in parting from you now, Thus much let me avow -- You are not wrong, who deem That my days have been a dream ; Yet if hope has flown away In a night, or in a day, In a vision, or in none, Is it therefore the less gone...