Classic Literature | 17 June 2016Annabel Lee: Poe’s Beautiful Tragedy Share article facebook twitter google pinterest Maybe it would be a little on-the-nose to describe Edgar Allen Poe’s poetry as “haunting.” But to be fair, he defines the word as well, or better, than any writer who has ever lived. Poe’s name is synonymous with dark, somber, spooky stories and poems, yet he is remembered as one of the greatest American writers more for the beauty of his work. Even when dealing with morbid subjects like despair and death (some of his favorite subject matter) Poe enraptures the imagination with chillingly beautiful imagery and wordplay, all while maintaining his simple, direct writing style. Within Poe’s verse, emotions like love, fear, despair, and melancholy work in concert to create the chilling, yet captivating stories that have immortalized his name. For an example, look no further than his poem “Annabel Lee,” found in here in Classics Reimagined: Edgar Allen Poe. 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 wingèd 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 kinsmen came And bore her away from me, To shut her up in a sepulchre In this kingdom by 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 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 Of those who were older than we— Of many far wiser than we— And neither the angels in Heaven above Nor the demons down under the sea Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams 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 my darling—my darling— my life and my bride, In her sepulchre there by the sea— In her tomb by the sounding sea. Buy from an Online Retailer US: UK: The Classics Reimagined series is a library of stunning collector’s editions of classic novels illustrated by contemporary artists from around the world. Each artist offers his or her own unique, visual interpretation of the most well-loved, widely read, and avidly collected literature from renowned authors. From Grimm’s Fairy Tales to The Wonderful Wizard of Oz and from Edgar Allen Poe to Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, art lovers and book collectors alike will not be able to resist owning the whole collection. Renowned artist David Plunkert takes readers on a dark journey into the gothic stories of Edgar Allan Poe, through his luscious imagery. These stories take on a whole new meaning when accompanied by Plunkert’s mystical, and sometimes spooky interpretations. With this edition of the Classics Reimagined series, you’ll think classics boring, nevermore! Share article facebook twitter google pinterest If you have any comments on this article please contact us or get in touch via social media.