I. 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. II. 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. III. 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; * Viz., the angels,—a graceful fancy.-ED. IV. 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, V. But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of many far wiser than we; And neither the angels in heaven above, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE. VI. 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 |