Peotry

Annabelle Lee

It was many and many a year ago,
In this kingdom by the sea
That a maiden there lived of whom you may know
By the name of Annabelle Lee;
And this maiden she 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 a love -
I and my Annabelle Lee -
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Converted her and me

And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of the cold,
Chilling my beautiful Annabelle Lee;
So that her highborn kinsmen
came and bore her away from me
To shut her up in 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 good men know, in this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cold by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabelle Lee,

But our love was stronger by far than the love,
By those who were older than we -
Of many far wiser than we -
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Or the demons under the sea,
Can ever deserve my soul from the soul,
Of the beautiful Annabelle Lee;

And the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams,
Of the beautiful Annabelle Lee;
And the stars never rise, but i feel the bright eyes,
Of the beautiful Annabelle 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 there by the sea -
In her tomb, by the sounding sea. 

        ~ Edgar Allen Poe
           (Annabelle Lee)