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Be without a bone?

How should any briar,

Be without rind?

And how love a sweetheart

Without longing in my mind?

When the cherry was a flower

Then it had no stone;

When the wood-dove was an egg

Then it had no bone.

When the briar was unbred

Then it had no rind;

And when a maid hath that she loves,

She longs not in her mind.

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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.

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;

With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven

Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,

In this kingdom by the sea,

A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling

My beautiful Annabel Lee;

So that her highborn kinsman came

And bore her away from me,

To shut her up in a sepulchre

In this kingdom by the sea.