The Moon never beams without bringing toward me dreams,
Of beautiful Annabel Lee.
And stars never rise but for to shine bright eyes,
Of beautiful Annabel Lee.
And so for all nights' tides I lie by the side,
Of my darling, oh my darling, my Life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there near the sea,
In her tomb by the sea.



















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Quah.