It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden lived there who you may have known,
By the name of Annabel Lee,
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,
We loved with the love that was more than love,
I and my Annabel Lee
With a love 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 kinsman 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 the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.
But our love 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,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever the 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-tide, I lie down by 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.