Annabel Lee

Annabel Lee

I 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 the 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 in 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 could, 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

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 could 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 see 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

 Edgar Allan Poe