Annabel Lee, by Edgar Allan Poe

For Halloween, here is my favorite Edgar Allan Poe poem.

Annabel Lee

by Edgar Allen Poe

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.

The bizarre circumstances of Poe’s death are summarized on wikipedia thus:

On October 3, 1849, Poe was found on the streets of Baltimore delirious, “in great distress, and… in need of immediate assistance”, according to the man who found him, Joseph W. Walker.[62] He was taken to the Washington College Hospital, where he died on Sunday, October 7, 1849, at 5:00 in the morning.[63] Poe was never coherent long enough to explain how he came to be in his dire condition, and, oddly, was wearing clothes that were not his own. Poe is said to have repeatedly called out the name “Reynolds” on the night before his death, though it is unclear to whom he was referring. Some sources say Poe’s final words were “Lord help my poor soul.”[63] All medical records, including his death certificate, have been lost.[64] Newspapers at the time reported Poe’s death as “congestion of the brain” or “cerebral inflammation”, common euphemisms for deaths from disreputable causes such as alcoholism.[65] However, the actual cause of death remains a mystery;[66] from as early as 1872, cooping was commonly believed to have been the cause,[67] and speculation has included delirium tremens, heart disease, epilepsy, syphilis, meningeal inflammation,[68] cholera[69] and rabies….[70]

…The day Edgar Allan Poe was buried, a long obituary appeared in the New York Tribune signed “Ludwig”. It was soon published throughout the country. The piece began, “Edgar Allan Poe is dead. He died in Baltimore the day before yesterday. This announcement will startle many, but few will be grieved by it.”[71] “Ludwig” was soon identified as Rufus Wilmot Griswold, an editor, critic and anthologist who had borne a grudge against Poe since 1842. Griswold somehow became Poe’s literary executor and attempted to destroy his enemy’s reputation after his death.

Here is audio of the poem, read by Jim Caldwell for Librivox.

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~ by lolarusa on October 30, 2008.

3 Responses to “Annabel Lee, by Edgar Allan Poe”

  1. Did you hear they are making a Edgar Allen Poe postage stamp.

    http://ap.google.com/article/ALeqM5jg0nKYfDswqP0gD3RATOf0C2RgoQD940CEVG0

  2. Wow, thanks for posting this great poem! Too Shy to Stop writer Samantha Harvey just wrote an article about Nevermore 2009, a year-long Poe celebration in Baltimore. You can read the full article here.

  3. This poem is so touching. He really was in love with Annabel Lee, I feel his deep depression.

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