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