Annabel Lee Went envying her and me—

Yes!—that was the reason (as all men

BY EDGAR A LLA N P OE know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
It was many and many a year ago,
That the wind came out of the cloud
In a kingdom by the sea,
by night,
That a maiden there lived whom you
Chilling and killing my Annabel
may know
Lee.
By the name of Annabel Lee;
And this maiden she lived with no
But our love it was stronger by far
other thought
than the love
Than to love and be loved by me.
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
But we loved with a love that was
above
more than love—
Nor the demons down under the
I and my Annabel Lee—
sea
With a love that the wingèd seraphs
Can ever dissever my soul from the
of Heaven
soul
Coveted her and me.
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And this was the reason that, long
For the moon never beams, without
ago,
bringing me dreams
In this kingdom by the sea,
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
And the stars never rise, but I feel the
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
bright eyes
So that her highborn kinsmen came
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And bore her away from me,
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down
To shut her up in a sepulchre
by the side
In this kingdom by the sea.
Of my darling—my darling—my
life and my bride,
The angels, not half so happy in
In her sepulchre there by the sea—
Heaven,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.