Annabel Lee
سے طرف کی Edgar Allan Poe
It was many and many a سال ago,
In a kingdom سے طرف کی the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom آپ may know
سے طرف کی the name of ANNABEL LEE;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved سے طرف کی me.

I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom سے طرف کی the sea;
But we loved with a love that was مزید 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 سے طرف کی 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 سے طرف کی the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me-
Yes!- that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom سے طرف کی the sea)
That the wind came out of the بادل سے طرف کی night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger سے طرف کی far than the love
Of those who were older than we-
Of many far wiser than

Frost was Annabel Lee...R.I.P