Week 1 - Annabel Lee, Edgar Allan Poe

It was many and many a year ago,
OOOIn a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
OOOBy the name of Annabel Lee;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
OOOThan to love and to be love by me.

She was a child and I was a child,
OOOIn this kingdom by the sea,
But we loved with a love that was more than love -
OOOI and my Annabel Lee -
With a love that the wingéd seraphs of Heaven
OOOCoveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,
OOOIn this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud by night
OOOChilling my Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsmen came
OOOAnd bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
OOOIn this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in Heaven,
OOOWent envying her and me:
Yes! That was the reason (as all men know,
OOOIn this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud, chilling
OOOAnd killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
OOOOf those who were older than we -
OOOOf many far wiser than we -
And neither the angels in Heaven above
OOONor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
OOOOf the beautiful Annabel Lee:

For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
OOOOf the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I see the bright eyes
OOOOf the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-side, I lie down by the side
Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride,
OOOIn her sepulchre there by the sea -
OOOIn her tomb by the side of the sea.

(1850)