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 I ever 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 that binds me still From the torrent or the fountain From the sun that 'round me roll'd In its autumn tint of gold- From the lightning in the sky- As it passed 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- Edgar Allen Poe a piece i did a while back for my Photoshop class. i was pretty pleased with it, but i never got around to posting it. figured i'd better start posting stuff that i've done, cause i don't know what's going to happen. third post, first that's predominately Photoshop. comments most certainly welcome.