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Thursday, March 18, 2010

Annabel Lee By: E.A.Poe

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.
She was a child and I 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 by night
   Chilling my Annabel Lee;
So that her high-born 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 a cloud, 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 see 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 sepulchre there by the sea--
   In her tomb by the side of the sea.

Many people see the works of Edgar Allen Poe as artful ramblings of an insane and depressed drunkard... And I completely agree in most cases! Poe has always been my absolute favorite poet, I've even been to his childhood home - and grave. But this poem has always been a beautiful expression of love for me. The idea that love can extends far beyond life, space and time is the most inspirational thought I have ever heard. We all know people who found love and lost, and if we are lucky we will know that one true love in out life...  I was a child the first time I read this poem and even since, all I wanted was THAT kind of love!  So, here's to finding the Love you dream of...  Here's calling you Annabel!

1 comment:

  1. What I love Edgar Allen Poe. His work is beautiful in it's own way.