But we loved with a love
That was more than love, I and my Annabel Lee
With alove that the winged seraphs
Of heaven coveted her and me.
And this was the reason that long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea
A wind blew out of a cloud,
Chilling my beautiful Annabel Lee.
So that her highborn kinsmen came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a 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 men know,
In this kingdom by the sea.
That the wind came out of a cloud by night
Chilling, and killing,
My beautiful Annabel Lee.
But our love,
It was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we
Of many who were wiser than we.
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.
For the moon never beams
Without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee
And the stars never rise,
But I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.
And so, all the night time
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.