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.

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 sepulcher,

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 sepulcher there by the sea,

in her tomb by the sounding sea.

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