It was many and many a year agoIn a kingdom by the sea,That a maiden there lived whom you may knowBy the name of Annabel Lee;And this maiden lived with no other thoughtThan to love and be loved by me.I was a child and she was a child,In this kingdom by the seaBut we loved with a love that was more than love--I and my Annabel Lee --With a love that the winged seraphs of heavenCoveted her and me.
And this was the reason that, long agoIn this kingdom by the sea,A wind blew out of a cloud, chillingMy beautiful Annabel Lee;So that her highborn kinsmen cameAnd bore her away from me,To shut her up in a sepulchreIn this kingdom by the sea.The angels, not half so happy in HeavenWent envying her and me--Yes!-- THat was the reason (as all me know, In this kingdom by the sea)That the wind came out of the cloud by nightChilling and Killing my Annabel Lee.
But our love it was stronger by far then the loveOf those who were older than we--Of many far wise than we--And neither the angels in Heaven aboveNor the demons down under the seaCan ever dissever my soul from the soulOf the beautiful Annabel Lee;For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreamsOf the beautiful Annabel Lee;And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyesOf the beautiful Annabel Lee;And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the sideOf my darling--my darling--my life and my brideIn her sepulchre there by the sea--In her tomb by the sounding sea.
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