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...our home. Sophia and Blanche are there. They can hardly wait to see you, my boy." An Amorous Reunion And neither the angels in Heaven above Nor the demons...my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee. — Edgar Allan Poe, "Annabel Lee" The Couvreses' home was festive and gayly decorated when Quentin...

...the angels are blamed. ("Yes! —that was the reason. . . " ) and rising to a high point of defiance; And neither the angels in Heaven above Nor the demons...my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee. Poe uses insistent or cumulative repetition for effect. The girl' s name and phrases like "in this...

...ballad form (four-stress lines alternating with three-stress lines): oo» oo» oo» oo» oo» oo» oo» For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee. I suppose the best-known anapaestic poem of all (especially to Americans) is Clement Clarke Moore's...

...sea) That the wind came out of a cloud by night, Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee. But our love was stronger by far than the love Of those who were...beautiful Annabel Lee; And the stars never rise but I see the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side...

...Of those who were older than weOf many far wiser than weAnd neither the angels in heaven above N or the demons down under the sea Can ever dissever my...bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side Of my darling-my darling-my life and my bride I n the...

...from such poems (among my own: Edgar Allan Poe's "They loved with a love that was more than love . . . and neither the angels in heaven above nor the demons...soul from the soul of the beautiful Annabel Lee." William Wordsworth's "Earth has not anything to show more fair . . . Dull would he be of soul who could...

...kingdom by the sea) That the wind came out of the cloud by night, Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee. But our love it was stronger by far than the love...beautiful Annabel Lee; And the stars never rise but I see the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side...

...philosophically sees Annabel Lee's spirit and his own as being comfortingly indivisible, even after her death. Neither the angels in Heaven above, Nor the demons...my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee. Nabokov's narrator, by contrast, is inconsolable by spiritual musings and must try instead to reanimate...