Annabel
Lee - Edgar Allan Poe
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 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
It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden 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 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 high-born kinsmen came,
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre,
In this kingdom by the sea.
The angels, not 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 my 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 her sepulchre there by the
sea,
In her tomb by the sounding
sea.