Annabel
Lee
It was many and many a
year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea
That a maiden there lived whom you may
know.
By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
And this maiden she lived with no
other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.
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I was a child and she
was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that
was more than love --
I and my ANNABEL LEE --
With a love that the
winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.
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And this is the reason
that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud,
chilling
My beautiful ANNABEL LEE;
So that her highborn kinsmen came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this
kingdom by the sea.
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The angels, not half
so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me --
Yes! -- that was the
reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out
of the cloud by night,
chilling and killing my ANNABEL LEE.
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But our love it was
stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we --
Of many
far wiser than we --
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the
demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of
the beautiful ANNABEL LEE.
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For the moon never
beams, without bringing me dreams
Of the Beautiful ANNABEL LEE:
And the
stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes
Of the Beautiful ANNABEL LEE:
And so, all the night tide, I lay down by the side
Of my darling -- my
darling -- my life and my bride,
In her sepulchre there by the sea --
In
her tomb by the sounding sea.
Edgar Allan
Poe
