Edgar Allan Poe

(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849 / Boston)

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Annabel Lee


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
Than to love and be loved by me.

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;
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 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.

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 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.

Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002

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  • Freshman - 1,672 Points Elizabeth Padillo Olesen (11/8/2014 5:04:00 PM)

    This was one of the poems I could recite during student life. Just loved this and an inspiration of entering into the world of romance. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 182 Points Karen Sinclair (10/23/2014 1:26:00 PM)

    How beautifully these sad words roll off the tongue. My hero Such pain is felt reading this. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 117 Points John Zwerenz (10/11/2014 7:27:00 PM)

    Edgar Allan Poe is the most underrated poet of the last two Centuries. His poetic genius was unprecedented and he still possesses the most gilded diadems in the crown of poetic achievement. His verse speaks to the heart because Poe not only wrote poetry - he lived poetry.

    John Lars Zwerenz (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 378 Points Willian Menuci (9/8/2014 7:29:00 AM)

    Well, as somebody said sometime ago:
    The beautiful yet dark mind of Edgar Allan Poe
    This poem makes me sad and happy at the same time,
    He lost his precious love, but at least he had someone to love.
    Now his Annabel Lee lives forever by his side. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 368 Points Ray Subrata Ray (7/20/2014 4:07:00 AM)

    Poe immortalizes here in Annabel Lee his first love that he could not translate into earthly reality. Once again, no poet can overcome the personal impressions in poetry. Here in this poem -the unrequited love revives, and the poet treasures it as unearthly bliss. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 368 Points Ray Subrata Ray (7/20/2014 3:58:00 AM)

    The Immortal Love.

    It were a damsel she,
    And adolescent me,
    Sweet fifteen and tempest twenty.

    It was a miraculous chemistry,
    Of eye and heart,
    It was an invisible bond above artless art .

    It was a lease far above the Everest,
    More beneath the Specific Ocean,
    That like a grotesque sprang amidst us,
    It was all prevailing with no body and touch!

    She needs no name, so the me of mine,
    For we have the radioactive Unconscious,
    That defying Time and Space shines.

    While she denounced the world,
    And left me alone to care the treasure,
    I dug and dug my own well,
    And flashed she, when I reached the water level. (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 6,689 Points * Sunprincess * (6/20/2014 12:34:00 PM)

    ...........truly this is one unforgettable write....this poem must be read time and time again... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Maddy Zoe (5/29/2014 1:22:00 AM)

    sad yet beautiful... Love transcends the time and the distances and anything is possible in love [3 (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Joseph Sanchez (4/28/2014 11:28:00 AM)

    han to love and be loved by me.

    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;
    With a love that the wi (Report) Reply

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