Annabel Lee—Allan Poe

But our love it was stronger by far than the love

Of those who were older than we—

Of may 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 moin never beams, without bringing me dreams

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And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes

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