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 Annabelle 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 Annabelle Lee.
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.
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 Annabelle 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 Annabelle Lee.
Oh, for the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabelle Lee.
And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabelle 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 sepulcher there by the sea,
In the tomb by the sounding sea.
In the sepulcher there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.