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

That to love and be loved by me.

She was a child and I was a child,

In a 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 a kingdom by the sea,

wind blew out of a cloud by night

Chilling my Annabel Lee;

So that her highborn kinsmen came

And bore her away from me,

To shut her up in sepulchre

In a 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 a kingdom by the sea)

That the wind came out of the 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.