When age chills the blood, when our pleasures are past. For years fleet away with the wings of the dove.The dearest remembrance will still be the last.Our sweetest memorial the first kiss of love.

 

With the earth and the sky and the water, remade, like a casket of gold,For my dreams of your image that blossoms,a rose in the deeps of my heart.

 

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.