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" 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... "
Select Readings for Public and Private Entertainment: Containing Choice ... - Страница 168
1885 - 320 страници
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 страници
...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...beautiful Annabel Lee; And the stars never rise, but 1 feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And so, all the night-tide, 1 lie down by the...

The Ladies' Companion

1861 - 378 страници
...and lost one, whom he veils under the name of " Annabel Lee ;" and thus runs its last verse : — " For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams,...the bright eyes, Of the beautiful Annabel Lee. And 10 all the night-tide I lie down by the side, Of my darling — my darling — my life and my bride,...

The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 382 страници
...Annabel Lee. " For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee ; i And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes...beautiful Annabel Lee : And so, all the night-tide, I He down by the side Of my darling — my darling — my life and my bride, In her sepulchre there by...

Sartain's Union Magazine of Literature and Art, Том 6

Caroline Matilda Kirkland, John Seely Hart - 1850 - 504 страници
...Leo; And the stars never rise but I feel the bright cyee Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And so all tho night-tide, I lie down by the side Of my darling, my darling, my life, and my brido, In her sepulchre there by the In her tomb by tho sounding sea. THE DEATHBED OP WESLET. We have...

The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 384 страници
...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 ; 1 And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee : And so, all...

The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 380 страници
...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 ; 1 And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee : And so, all...

Hurry-graphs; Or, Sketches of Scenery, Celebrities and Society, Taken from Life

Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1851 - 380 страници
...demons down under the sea, Can never dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee : " For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams...so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side Of my darling—my darling—my life and my bride, In her sepulchre there by the sea— In her tomb by the...

The Irish Quarterly Review, Том 5, Част 1

1855 - 724 страници
...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...but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lte ; And so, all the night-tide, 1 lie down by the side Of my darling— my darling— my life and...

Tales of Mystery, Imagination and Humour ...

Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 298 страници
...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...darling — my darling — my life and my bride, In the sepulchre there by the sea, In her tomb by the sounding sea. THE ring is on my hand, And the wreath...

Tales of Mystery, Imagination, & Humour: And Poems

Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 308 страници
...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...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...




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