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| "Annabel Lee" |
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�������� 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. 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. And this was 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 kinsman came �������� And bore her away from me, To shut her up in a sepulchre �������� In this kingdom by the sea. 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. 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. 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 lie down by the side Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride, �������� In the sepulchre there by the sea, �������� In her tomb by the sounding sea. ~ Edgar Allen Poe |
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