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" 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... "
The Poetical Works of Edgar Allan Poe - Page 68
by Edgar Allan Poe - 1865 - 191 pages
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The Dublin University Magazine, Volume 42

1853
...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...the beautiful Annabel Lee ; And the stars never rise bat I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee. And so, all the nighttide, I lie down by the...
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The Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Volume 31

American periodicals - 1854
...errors do not appear to have shattered or obscured, much less displaced, the ideal of her in his soul. radation, for Ihe renewing fife and my bride, In the sepulchre there by the eea — Ju her tomb by the sounding sea. In 1848,...
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The British Controversialist and Impartial Inquirer, Volume 5

Great Britain - 1854
...which, is again divisible, by a comma, into minor parts ; a semicolon should be used. Examples. 1. " For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams...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 the sepulchre...
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Winnie and I.

Christian life - 1855 - 351 pages
...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...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...
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The Irish quarterly review, Volume 5

1855
...sea. Can ever ilissevt-r my soul frum the soul Of the beautiful Annabel In. For the moon never beam?, without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee: And the stars never rise, but I feel tie bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee ; And so, all the night-tide, I lie down bj Ite side Of...
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The Poets and Poetry of America

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - American poetry - 1855 - 622 pages
...my soul from the soul Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE: For the moon never beams, without bringing ш dreams Of the -beautiful ANNABEL LEE; And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright етм Of the beautiful ANNABEL Lis: And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by ibe A" Of my darling...
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Lives of the Illustrious: (the Biographical Magazine)., Volume 7

Biography - 1855
...beams without bringing me dreamt Of the beautiful Annabel Lee ; And the atars never rUc bnt 1 ltul the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee. And so all the тght-tide, 1 lie down by the aide, Of my darling— my darling, my life and my bride, In her sepulchre...
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Hand-book of American Literature, Historical, Biographical, and Critical

Joseph Gostwick - American literature - 1856 - 319 pages
...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...life and my bride, In the sepulchre there by the sea — In her tomb by the sounding sea.' After the death of his wife, Foe's necessities were relieved...
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Wisconsin Journal of Education, Volume 27

Education - 1897
...pole — That groan as they roll down Mount Yaanek In the realms of the boreal pole. From Annabel Lee. For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams...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 the sepulcher...
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The Presbyterian Quarterly Review, Volume 5

Benjamin John Wallace, Albert Barnes - Presbyterian Church - 1857
...music of the thought is echoed lack, from the wonderful shaping of the rhythmic lines. For instance: For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams...bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And so, all tho night-tide, I lie down by the side Of my darling—my darling—my life and my bride, In her sepulchre...
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