Annabel Lee

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  1. ErikAlbert

    ErikAlbert Registered Member

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    I'm not a guy that likes poetry, but this poem is an exception.
    Even after 57 years, I still like to read this beautiful good sounding poem.

    Annabel Lee by Edgar Allan Poe (1849)
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    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 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 the sepulchre there by the sea,
    In her tomb by the sounding sea.
     
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    Marja Honestly, I'm not a bot!!

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    I remember reading that in junior hi, wasn't too impressed! LOL!

    But, some years now, it is a beautiful poem, it also makes more sense then it did then!

    Thanks for the memory and the poem, Erik!


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  4. ErikAlbert

    ErikAlbert Registered Member

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    Hi Marja,
    I fully understand you.
    I have read several books too early for my age and they really bored me, but I was forced to read them at school.
    After re-reading them, when I was older, I enjoyed them alot more.
    I guess everybody has that problem.

    I noticed in chatrooms, that students nowadays don't have a problem anymore with book reviews, they simply steal them from the internet without reading the book :D
     
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    Marja Honestly, I'm not a bot!!

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    AND THAT IS TO THEIR PROFOUND LOSS! TOO BAD!
     
  6. ErikAlbert

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    Yes ronjor, I remember E.A. Poe too well.
    There was a time I was fascinated by Poe's work and lifestyle.
    In those days, I knew this poem by heart and recited it several times in a drunken mood at pubs for students :D
    After school, I became a work alcoholic, no time for literature anymore. :doubt:
     
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    He wrote some chilling stories. Interesting writer.
     
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    Love this poem--like all of Poe's work--thanks for sharing
     
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