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 sepulcher
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 her sepulcher there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.
I've always loved Edgar Allen Poe. Always. I'm an extreme horror fan,
and Edgar Allen Poe knows his horror. His works are defiantly up there
with my favorites. so when I was asked to write about a poem, I would've
never forgiven myself if I didn't do one of his poems.When it comes to Edgar Allen Poe,
reading his writings are always a thrill.There exciting, horrific, original,
twisted, and brilliantly written. It was actually really hard to decide which
poem of his to write about. There all really good. I was really thinking
about doing the Raven rather then the one I did. I really liked the Raven since I
read it in a collection of Poe's Poems when I was younger.
This poem's another one of Poe's most popular poems. Annabel Lee is a poem about
the narrators dead wife, and how he loved her so much that he would lay next
to her corpse every night since she died. The poem is defiantly a romantic one,
as weird as that sounds, as well as a tragedy. It's simple in story, but complex
in depth. The narrator lost his beloved wife that he loved and cared for deeply.
He even claimed that the heavens only took her away was because they were just
so jealous of his and her love for each other.
I guess the reason why I like this poem so much is what it's exactly saying.
A poor man who went crazy because he was so attached to someone. He was even
willing to lay by hear decaying body because he loved her that much. Blaming it
on the heavens, seeing as that was the only option he could actually beleive.
He thought there was no other reason then that because why would anything want to
kill someone as gorgeous as Annabell Lee.
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