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Annabel Lee
(Anita Kerr - Edgar A. Poe)
(Spoken)
It was many and many a year ago,
In a 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 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 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 sepulchre there by the sea
In her tomb by the side of the sea...
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In her tomb by the side of the sea...
In her sepulchre there by the sea
Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride,
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Nor the demons down under the sea,
And neither the angels in Heaven above,
Of many far wiser than we,
Of those who were older than we,
But our love it was stronger by far than the love
And killing my Annabel Lee.
That the wind came out of the cloud by night, chilling
In this kingdom by the sea)
Yes!, that was the reason (as all men know,
Went envying her and me.
The angels, not half so happy in Heaven,
In this kingdom by the sea.
To shut her up in a sepulchre
And bore her away from me,
So that her high-born kinsman came
Chilling my beautiful Annabel Lee;
A wind blew out of a cloud
In this kingdom by the sea,
And this was the reason that, long ago,
Coveted her and me;
With a love that the winged seraphs of Heaven
I and my Annabel Lee
But we loved with a love that was more than love,
In this kingdom by the sea,
I was a child and she was a child,
Than to love and be loved by me;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
By the name of Annabel Lee;
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
In a a kingdom by the sea,
It was many and many a year ago,
(Spoken)
(Anita Kerr - Edgar A. Poe)
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