It was many and many a year ago, <br /> In a kingdom by the sea, <br /> That a maiden there lived whom you may know <br /> By the name of ANNABEL LEE; <br /> And this maiden she lived with no other thought <br /> Than to love and be loved by me. <br /> <br /> I was a child and she was a child, <br /> In this kingdom by the sea; <br /> But we loved with a love that was more than love- <br /> I and my Annabel Lee; <br /> With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven <br /> Coveted her and me. <br /> <br /> And this was the reason that, long ago, <br /> In this kingdom by the sea, <br /> A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling <br /> My beautiful Annabel Lee; <br /> So that her highborn kinsman came <br /> And bore her away from me, <br /> To shut her up in a sepulchre <br /> In this kingdom by the sea. <br /> <br /> The angels, not half so happy in heaven, <br /> Went envying her and me- <br /> Yes!- that was the reason (as all men know, <br /> In this kingdom by the sea) <br /> That the wind came out of the cloud by night, <br /> Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee. <br /> <br /> But our love it was stronger by far than the love <br /> Of those who were older than we- <br /> Of many far wiser than we- <br /> And neither the angels in heaven above, <br /> Nor the demons down under the sea, <br /> Can ever dissever my soul from the soul <br /> Of the beautiful Annabel Lee. <br /> <br /> For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams <br /> Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; <br /> And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes <br /> Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; <br /> And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side <br /> Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride, <br /> In the sepulchre there by the sea, <br /> In her tomb by the sounding sea.<br /><br />Edgar Allan Poe<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/annabel-lee/
