第45章 安娜贝尔·利（2/2）

在这喧嚣海边，她的坟墓里。

It was any and any a year ago，

In a kgdo by the sea，

That a aiden there lived who you ay know

By the na of ANNABEL LEE；

And this aiden she lived with no other thought—

Than to love and be loved by .

I was a child and she was a child，

In this kgdo by the sea；

But we loved with a love that was ore than love—

I and y Annabel Lee；

With a love that the ged seraphs of heaven

Coveted her and .

And this was the reason that， long ago，

In this kgdo by the sea，

A d blew out of a cloud， chillg

My beautiful Annabel Lee；

So that her highborn ksan ca

And bore her away fro ，

To shut her upa sepulchre

In this kgdo by the sea.

The angels， not half so happyheaven，

Went envyg her and —

Yes！—that was the reason (as all n know，

In this kgdo by the sea)

That the d ca out of a cloud by night，

Chillg and killg y Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love

Of those who were older than we—

Of any far wiser than we—

Aher the angelsheaven above，

Nor the deons down uhe sea，

ever dissever y soul fro the soul

Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.

For the oon never beas， without brggdreas

Of the beautiful Annabel Lee；

And the stars never rise， but I feel the bright eyes

Of the beautiful Annabel Lee；

And so， all the night-tide， I lie down by the side

Of y darlg—y darlg—y life and y bride，

In the sepulchre there by the sea，

Iob by the soundg sea.