| IT was many and many a year ago, | |
| In a kingdom by the sea, | |
| That a maiden there lived whom you may know | |
| By the name of Annabel Lee. | |
| And this maiden she lived with no other thought | 5 |
| Than to love and be loved by me. | |
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| 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 love— | |
| I and my Annabel Lee, | 10 |
| With a love that the wingèd seraphs of heaven | |
| Coveted her and me. | |
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| And this was the reason that, long ago, | |
| In this kingdom by the sea, | |
| A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling | 15 |
| My beautiful Annabel Lee, | |
| So that her high-born kinsmen came | |
| And bore her away from me, | |
| To shut her up in a sepulchre | |
| In this kingdom by the sea. | 20 |
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| The angels, not half so happy in heaven, | |
| Went envying her and me— | |
| Yes! that was the reason (as all men know, | |
| In this kingdom by the sea) | |
| That the wind came out of the cloud one night, | 25 |
| Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee. | |
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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, | 30 |
| Nor the demons down under the sea, | |
| Can ever dissever my soul from the soul | |
| Of the beautiful Annabel Lee: | |
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| For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams | |
| Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; | 35 |
| And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright 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 there by the sea, | 40 |
| In her tomb by the sounding sea. | |
