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