I remember memorizing this and sayimg this in front of my classmates back then in high school. One of the best poem for me. Beautifully written and yet sad. It becomes lovelier everytime you read it!
it's about how love outlasts even death. If you want to insult someone....look in a mirror because I think you smoked a smoke that was more than smoke. and that's why you like to insult someone who is a far greater writer than anyone I know or will know. He was the original horror and tragedy writer of his time, and NO ONE else had the balls to write the stuff he wrote. that just makes him even greater than his Critics (a.k.a. you) try to make him out to be..... and the fact that he was killed by unknown reasons (that are still unknown even today) just makes his life more tragic. he lost his family, a military career was denied him and he suffered a drug addiction.....show the guy some respect.
Edgar Allan poem was the first poet I truly loved, and still remains in my top ten.
Although this poem was not my introduction to his work, this is my favorite poem by Edgar Allan Poe. This poem made me truly and completely fall inlove with poetry.
It is so truly beautiful, And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.
I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love-
I and my Annabel Lee - a love that was more than love, and, then the thought that angels had a jealously over their love, and that's why Annabel Lee had died.
we loved with a love that was far more than love itself the first time i ready this sad love poem i showed it to my girlfriend who later then shouted wow! some people a talented to bring up such a poem in a narration this is a lovely poem. i love it very much especially for for where it says i and my beautiful annabel lee
' Highborn kinsman ' I think he means death himself a beautiful phrase. It is interesting that Poe married his first cousin when she was only thirteen and he was twenty seven. We do not know if the marriage was consecrated.
I wonder if she was the childhood innocent love in this poem. She died at the young age of twenty four of tuberculosis.