Annabel Lee
Edgar Allan Poe
1809 to 1849
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Of those who were older than we—
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
And neither the angels in Heaven above
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.
The angels, not half so happy in Heaven,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
In a kingdom by the sea,
But we loved with a love that was more than love—
Nor the demons down under the sea
And bore her away from me,
Went envying her and me—
I was a child and she was a child,
For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
Of many far wiser than we—
So that her highborn kinsmen came
Than to love and be loved by me.
In this kingdom by the sea.
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
In her tomb by the sounding sea.
Yes!—that was the reason (as all men know,
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
By the name of Annabel Lee;
In this kingdom by the sea)
It was many and many a year ago,
And this was the reason that, long ago,
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
In her sepulchre there by the sea—
In this kingdom by the sea,
I and my Annabel Lee—
But our love it was stronger by far than the love
With a love that the wingèd seraphs of Heaven
Of my darling—my darling—my life and my bride,
Coveted her and me.
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
In this kingdom by the sea,
My beautiful Annabel Lee;