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(words by Edgar Allan Poe) |
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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 Annabelle 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 Annabelle 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 beautiful Annabelle Lee |
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So that her highborn kinsman 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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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 Annabelle Lee |
