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In the poem the Author thinks that the angels were jealous of his Annabel Lee

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The poems main idea is about love that was denied by everyone even angels. According to the author, But that love was not stopped.

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I have analyzed that the title ties into the poem because the author uses Annabel Lee a lot in the poem.

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The poem is written to show how much the speaker loved his Annabel Lee because even after she died he still visits her tomb.

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"A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling." This makes you see an image of it happening. (

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The theme for this poem is love. The message of the poem is that love does not ended after death, true love continues on after death.

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The title is about one mans love for a woman named Annabel Lee.

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In the poem I noticed that repetition is used often. The speaker mentions Annabel Lee multiple times throughout the poem.

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The tone/ attitude of the poem is a mixture of calm, sadness, anger. This is shown by the way the poem is written.

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The poem uses rhyme and Imagery with sound devices to express the speakers love from Annabel Lee.

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The poem is about a man who is deeply in love with Annabel Lee. The poem also speaks of the wind from the clouds killing the speaker still being in love with Annabel Lee even if she is dead.

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According to the title the poem will be about someone called Annabel Lee

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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 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.