SOUTHERN LIFE IN SOUTHERN LITERATURE 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 nighttide, I lie down by the side Of my darling my darling my life and my bride, In the sepulcher there by the sea In her tomb by the sounding sea.
ELDORADO
Gayly bedight, A gallant knight, In sunshine and in shadow, Had journeyed long, Singing a song, In search of Eldorado. But he grew old, This knight so bold, And o er his heart a shadow Fell as he found No spot of ground That looked like Eldorado.
