Annabel Lee

she lived with no other thought

Than to love and be loved by me.

And so, all the night–tide, I lie down by the side

Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride

In her sepulchre there by the sea—

In her tomb by the side of the sea.

But we loved with a love that was more than love

Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride
In her sepulchre there by the sea—
In her tomb by the side of the sea.

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
Nor the demons down under the sea
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE:—

In this kingdom by the sea,
But we loved with a love that was more than love

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

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we

But we loved with a love that was more than love—
I and my ANNABEL LEE—
With a love that the wingéd seraphs of Heaven
Coveted her and me.

But we loved with a love that was more than love—

I and my ANNABEL LEE—

With a love that the wingéd seraphs of Heaven

Coveted her and me.