The Raven (2026) Movie Script

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- Once..
- Upon a midnight dreary,
while I pondered..
Weak and weary..
- Get the doctor, get some help!
Oh my God! Get a nurse, get a doctor.
- She's my murderer!
- It's been said, that the boundaries
between life and death
are at best shadowy and vague.
Who can say where one ends
and the other begins
as it says in the Book of Isaiah
No one understands that the
righteous are taken away
to be protected from evil
brothers and sisters
You may pray for the soul
of Annabelle Lee Lenore.
Who has departed her earthly
flesh to go to another world,
and she leaves behind her earthly body,
which we bury on this cold December day.
May her soul ascend on
this day of judgment
and may God have mercy on
all the departed faithful
and goodbye to you,
Miss Annabel Lee Lenore
- Goodbye.
- Hello, Mr. Devere.
Mr. Devere?
We wanted to get some condolences.
Miss Lenore is a lovely woman,
but she really did love you.
We did everything we could to
keep her here a little longer,
but unfortunately, God had other plans.
- I think I've heard enough. Thank you.
If you'd excuse me, please.
I just, I need a moment alone.
- Of course, Mr. Devere
Be well.
- The winged seraphs have taken her away.
Excuse me?
Her highborn kinsmen, await her in heaven.
She is not alone
- Her highborn kinsmen.
You know what she told me, father,
she only lived to love me
and to be loved by me.
Now she's gone.
What do I do with that? Father?
Repent.
- Son.
There is no question that the two
of you had an incredible bond
on this earth, though.
There comes a time when we
must leave our loved ones
behind. Oh, no. No.
- She didn't leave me behind
Father. They stole her from me.
This was not her time. Clearly.
She had, she had so much more life to live
and there was so much more
of our story to be told.
- Mr. Devere, her time
with you has gone never more to return.
With all due respect, father
- Reginald, that's not verifiable.
There's no way our time
could just come to an end,
especially when I know it
had only just gotten started.
- Where'd she go?
I believe that there are many reasons
Why our loved ones leave us.
One particular reason
could be to pave a way
for eternal love, an everlasting paradise.
Another could be for you to address your
transgressions.
Time belongs in the hands of the creator,
- Of course.
But I'm afraid, father Reginald,
my faith has grown
increasingly despondent.
- I'm sorry to hear that
son. Mr. Devere..
God is with you. Bless you.
Bless you both.
- Bless me.
- God, if only you meant it. Irrevocably
- Guy.
- I'm really sorry for your loss.
Thanks Johnny.
You up for a night cap?
More like
- A bender.
- Yeah.
- You like my tree? Decorated it myself.
Yeah. Very festive. Johnny.
I am sorry again for not
making it to the funeral.
I just, I'm not very
comfortable with things like death.
Who is comfortable with death?
What exactly do you say to a
friend at a time like this?
Nothing. You just drink.
Okay. You you want another
one?
Yeah, sure. Why not?
- Here.
Thanks.
- I remember this one time
Annabel was certain she'd keep
up with my tolerance level.
She insisted we had two
bottles of wine in one sitting.
She did?
Yeah. She was toast
halfway through the first.
I-I'd imagine so, with her little frame.
- Little frame. Huge heart.
- I remember that night,
I, I had to carry her home
and she, she, she fell asleep in my arms,
just like a little baby.
So peacefully.
You two together, you were,
you were a sight to see
like match made in heaven.
Yeah, heaven is right.
Thanks to her.
You know, after my parents
died when I was a kid,
I never really felt like
I belonged anywhere.
Thankfully, the war didn't
take me out. I made it home.
It's like life brightened
up and got warm for once.
Slowly but surely, the
DeVere estate became home.
Hot diggity dog! Welcome home Major!
- Serious. Oh,
oh man.
I began to doubt I'd ever make it back.
Well, thank goodness you did. Look at you
- With your chrome dome!
Oh, come on. Gimme a cold one!
Mother Francis, she was a cold woman,
but despite the resentment
she had towards me,
for whatever reason,
and I think she felt
obligated to care for me
because of her promise to my mother,
mother Francis, she decided
to have a welcome home party.
You crying though. We had to leave.
Coming home was nice,
but the icing on the cake
was my Annabel Lee Lenore.
- I was Oh, I know her. Yeah. Yeah.
She wanted me one time.
I told her no though, because yeah,
she tried to kiss me the other night.
I, I'm getting a drink, I'm cold.
There was this other girl
and she liked me a lot.
Guy
- Don't tell guy
- It looks better on me.
It looks better on me. I told ya.
Hey, Guy. How was it
being in the military?
Did you kill anybody?
- Well, Timmy, despite all the
terrors I'd seen, thankfully
I didn't have to kill anyone.
I wouldn't want those
memories haunting me the
rest of my life either.
- That's a good point.
- Wait, isn't that like the whole point
of joining the army to
knock off them bad guys?
Right?
Oh, so that's how you see it,
huh? Phil? So quick to kill.
Thank God, he wasn't drafted.
I don't know. You put
a gun in front of me.
I don't think I could contain myself.
I'd be like,
Good Lord! Listen, it's the
leaders that are the problem.
Alright. Everyone else gets
wrapped up in their political
problems that they probably never agreed
with in the first place,
but they're the ones who have to die for
their country.
Of course.
- That is pretty
damn profound Sergeant Major.
Hey, did you get that smart
out in the real world?
- Whatever boys.
Hey Phil, maybe you can take
that fiery energy of yours
and knock off this bad boy
so we can hang out in peace.
Oh,
- Missed Phil, come on you missed it.
One more.
- Leave that poor bird alone.
A white raven is a symbol of good luck.
- Oh, is it now?
- Mmmhmmm.
Okay. I believe you.
- Are you boys done
drinking the night away or what?
No, I don't think so.
- I think they're all just
getting started and myself.
I don't think I would've stopped
until you came over and said hello to me.
Oh,
- Well then.
- Hello.
Hello, ma'am. So I take
it, you've come to save
- Me.
Have you guys really never met?
- I don't believe we have
- Pleasure to meet you. Guy Devere.
- I know your name silly. I'm Annabel Lee.
- Miss, Miss Annabel Lee. Before today.
I don't believe I've ever
laid eyes on something
quite so lovely.
- Oh, is that so? Mr. Charmer?
- Hey Graham, will you do us the honors
and officially introduce these two
- Uh huh.
- Guy, meet,
Annabel Lee Lenore, your baby cousin.
- Yeah. No blood relation.
Thank you, Graham.
I'm Mother Francis's niece.
- Sure about that, right?
- I'm sure.
- Okay. That's a relief.
- Oh really? Why is that?
- I don't know.
I just, I started lose faith in the
heavens there for a moment.
- Well, you keep playing
with those white ravens
and there'll be no spot for you in heaven.
Fair enough. Welcome home, Guy Devere.
- Welcome home, Guy Devere. Woooooo.
Okay, let's drink to
that, right now. Cheers, Mr. DeVere.
- Mmhmmm.
- She was my good luck, John.
- Just like that white raven that seemed
to bring us together.
I'm sorry guy. I really am.
I know how hard this must be for you.
Yeah. People keep telling me that.
Keep you it. But you know what?
I'm gonna be okay.
Are you sure? What choice do I have?
I have to be You are a
good man guy.
How do you know? Am I a good man?
- Of course you are.
My God.
- I I don't know what to do, Johnny.
What do, what do I do
without my Annabel.
I want to know how she's
doing. Where she is.
I'm worried about her.
My heart is a-It's an abandoned home.
Home only to one love. One.
I may only
reunite with her in a dream.
- I don't know what to say,
but I do know that
you're right in thinking
that you're going to be all right.
- Yeah.
- Yeah. Sure. Johnny.
- Sure.
Yeah.
- I try to tell myself we
shouldn't be mourning her death.
We shouldn't mourn people's deaths. Right?
Kind of like what the priest
said earlier at her funeral.
We should be celebrating their
ascension into a new world.
They're the lucky ones, not us.
This anger I can't get rid of.
They took her too soon. Don't you agree?
It's just not fair.
- Anyway,
- I am gonna head back to my room
guy.
If, if you need to, you
can stay here tonight
if you don't want to be alone.
Yeah. Thanks, Johnny.
But I'll, I'll be fine.
I am sure the whiskey will do me in.
Well then do me a favor.
Promise me you're not going to
go reading those lore
novels that she left behind.
Why not? Because it's gonna fill your head
with all the thoughts
you shouldn't be thinking.
- An escape from this reality.
Definitely can't hurt right now.
Okay? I'm fine Johnny I'll, I'll stick
to Barnaby Rudge or something.
Who's that?
Nevermind.
- Guy, last thing.
Can you leave your keys here?
I-I just want to know that
you're not gonna be on the roads
after the whiskey and all.
- Okay, Johnny,
- Thanks.
Good night.
- Repent.
- Distinctly I remember
It was in the bleak December
and each separate dying ember
wrought its ghost upon the floor.
- Eagerly I wished the morrow
vainly I had sought to borrow
from my books surcease of sorrow
sorrow, for the lost Lenore.
For the rare and radiant maiden.
Whom the angels named Lenore.
Nameless here, forevermore.
- Where are we?
- Take a guess
- Uh? Paradise.
Have a-
our very own kingdom by the sea?
- Everything's perfect here. Perfect.
Just like you.
- I love you more than
anything in the whole wide world.
- All right, come on
- This.
- This really is our heaven.
- It's better than heaven.
Do you think the angels in
heaven are jealous of us?
- Well, of course they
are. How could they not be?
- Why? Why are they so jealous of us?
- They said they knew the
ultimate meaning of love.
And then you and I came along
and made fools of them.
- We did, didn't we?
- Yes, we did, my love.
- You hear that!? Our love is so strong
that even you angels are envious!
- Yeah.
You hear that angels?
We'll show you a thing or two about love.
- Guy? Can you please.
Be my love?
- Forever and ever, I'm yours.
- I don't know. But let's
get you safety okay? Come on.
- I'm scared.
- Come on.
- Guy, I'm scared!
- It's okay just don't look back.
Annabel come on!
- Guy, I can't
- Annabel, what?
What do you mean?
This is my fate.
- Nooooo!
Oh no!
- Hello. Are you okay over there? Johnny?
What the hell are you
doing calling me right now?
I thought I heard yelling.
You heard me yell?
- Yeah. I told you these
walls are paper thin.
- Yeah. I just had another
nightmare. That's all.
- That's the fourth one this week,
- Which is precisely why I
should never sleep again.
- That sounds like a terrible
idea.
- Oh no. Trust me.
It's a lot better than having these
horrid dreams I'm having.
I don't think I have much choice.
- I told you, if you don't wanna
be alone-
It's okay Johnny, I told you I'm gonna be
okay.
Alright. Goodnight.
- Are you sure? Just come
back over. What's up Johnny?
What's up Johnny? You trying
to make a move on me or what?
- Do me a favor.
Just put some ear plugs in
in case I drift off again
and start yelling again.
'cause I'm having a nightmare. Okay?
- If I do that, who's gonna save you?
- I don't need saving.
I don't want saving.
- My eyes and ears are gonna
be peeled tonight, Guy.
- Okay, Johnny, boy, thank you.
Thank you. All right. Good night.
- God, I miss you.
What have you done to me, Guy?
- I should ask you the same question.
I love you so much.
- I love you so much.
- I can lay with you here
forever. Just hold onto you.
The taste of you.
The sense of you, the feeling
of you, inside me.
- I love you.
Don't stop. Please.
Don't stop.
Nooo!
- Johnny-Johnny? Is that you? Huh?
- Look, Johnny. I told
you I'm fine. Okay. I'm
- Lenore.
Hello?
Lenore..
Johnny?
What have you done to me, Guy?
Hello?
Guy?
Who's there?
- Nevermore..
- I am losing my
- Mind. Sorry.
- Pardon me.
- This is how it feels. This is
how it feels to lose your mind.
Don't need you
not helping.
- Oh, look, it's a raven
- That's Grip.
He's not just an ordinary raven.
He actually knows how to pop
his own bottle of champagne.
- What? Oh, wow. What
a clever little birdie.
- He's also quite the comedian. You know,
you really ought to read this.
And it's by a great
author, Charles Dickens.
- Charles Dickens. No, thank you.
I am much more of a romantic.
- Yes, I know that about you.
- I see we've had enough
literature for today.
Why don't we just be
free and fly like a bird.
Come on.
Oh.
Look.
And then we you turn around. Just fly.
- No doubt in my mind that you
can fly. All angels can fly.
- Yes.
This is lovely, isn't it?
It's perfect. Everything is perfect.
My God, life with you truly is divine.
Together forever.
- Some late visitor
intruding entrance at my chamber door.
- Some late visitor intruding
entrance. Visitors and-
nothing more
- Sir or
Madam.
Truly. Your forgiveness.
I implore, but the fact is
I was napping
and so gently you came tapping
so faintly you came rapping
tapping at my chamber door.
Is it you?
'Tis the wind and nothing more.
Grip, that's you, isn't it? Ah, yeah.
What was that? Him tapping at the door.
'Tis someone knocking
softly at the shutter?
Who can it be?
Am I really hallucinating like this? Huh?
Unless Johnny's whiskey is
just on a whole other level.
No. What is it? Like?
What? Why are you here?
What do you want? Huh?
- You savage little beast.
- What's up?
- Hey, so much for
staying up to save my life, huh.
- What happened?
- Sorry. You don't have
to break down my door.
- Don't birds carry all
kinds of diseases?
- Yeah. So you're probably gonna die
of the plague pretty soon.
- Oh, that's, that's nice of
you. Yep. Yeah. Okay, good.
Then I can join my Lenore.
- Ah
- Don't say stuff like that.
And how did you end up getting a brawl
with a crow in your dorm room anyway?
- It wasn't a crow. It was a
raven.
- What's the difference?
- Ravens are bigger.
- And more
ferocious, apparently.
- Yes.
- So I don't get it. You, you hear me?
Wake up from a dream,
but you don't hear me fighting
with this ferocious bird.
- I was sleeping. You
should try it sometime.
You said you were gonna stay up.
You said you were gonna, you're
gonna have your ears open
for me or something, right?
- Yeah.
- What happened to that?
- Sleep.
- Man.
Don't you think it's kind
of strange that a raven
comes flying in my room, tonight
after I just shared that story?
- What do you think? This
is a sign from Annabel Lee.
- Maybe.
- The raven in your
story was a white raven.
You were attacked by a black raven.
- What?
- Nothing.
What?
- I had a stupid
thought and it's nothing.
- No, you didn't tell me what
it is.
- No. It's just stupid.
- Tell me, don't worry about it.
- What is it?
- There was something I heard from my mom,
but I'm not gonna tell you
because then you're gonna get
this idea in your head
and then you're gonna go
crazy like you do.
- By the way. It's way too
late for that. So go ahead.
Tell me what it is.
- According to my mother
and this folk tale,
a black raven is a white
raven only punished.
Punished?
Have you ever
heard of the story of Apollo,
how he punished a white raven
and turned it black when it delivered news
of his lovers infidelity?
What, say that again.
- It's just, I-
Guy, I-I shouldn't have said anything.
Hey, it's a folk tale. It's stupid.
I gotta go. I gotta go.
Guy, I-
- Hello Bird.
- I know you have a message for me.
- So what is it?
- Hmm?
Look, I know this isn't
just some crazy coincidence.
I know you're here for a reason.
I know you're here to tell me something.
I know you're here to give me a message.
So please, I'm wide open. I'm all ears.
This is crazy, what-Okay?
Just sit there like the
odd, strange birds, you are.
Just be silent and intense. Yeah, sure.
I'll just, I'll sit here
and wait for you to give me a sign.
I can't sleep anyway.
- Do you have a name?
Please Say something. Say anything.
- I am just driving myself crazy.
I'm trying not to spark up a
conversation with a bird. Okay.
Okay. Yeah. I'm just
losing it. I'm losing it.
Why don't you just fly outta here.
Go back to where you came from.
Fly outta my life like everybody else.
- I'm just gonna, you just, I'm
just gonna try to sleep.
- But do me a favor, okay?
If you're gonna stay here
keep your disease infested,
claws away from me,
Fly outta my life.
Just like
everybody, like my
Lenore.
Ahh, distinctly-
I remember.
- It was in the bleak December.
And each separate dying ember
wrought it's ghost upon
the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow
Vainly I had sought to borrow
from my books surcease of sorrow
sorrow for the lost Lenore.
Nevermore!
For the rare and radiant maiden
whom the angels named-
Lenore
Nameless here, forevermore.
- What do you want from me?
What are you, who are you?
- Are you the demon who
took my Lenore away?
- Is that who you are? Because
I'm gonna be with her again.
Nothing can dissever
my soul, from the soul
of the beautiful Annabel Lee
Not even you, you thing of hell.
You creature of evil.
I will be with her again.
You will never stop me.
I will be with her again.
You hear me?
- Nevermore.
- Dreaming, dreams.
That no mere mortal, dared to dream.
Nevermore..
I'm so sorry.
We'll be together again. I promise.
We'll be together forever.
Nothing can dissever my soul from yours.
Nothing can keep us apart.
We will be together. I
will be with you again!
- Together! Forever!
- Probably. It's the golden bowl.
The spirit flown forever.
The spirit flown forever.
Let the bell toll. Let the bell toll.
Oh. Oh.
It seems I've been
interrupted. How could this be?
Oh, it must be the milkman.
- What?
- Must be, oh, no, no. I-I think
I've got it. Mother Francis.
Hi, Mother Francis.
I think I recognize that chuckle.
You are so beautiful.
- I'm so lucky.
- I have an idea. We need
to make love right here, right now.
- Oh, and what if
the milkman from Mother
Francis were to walk in?
Wow.
Well.
- I think we could make a point to make a
huge mess
and we can be sure to see them
clean it up in celebration.
Of our freedom. Our freedom.
Which we so deserve.
- Me too.
- There you are.
- Guy
- Everything we are and
everything we have is at stake.
- It appears you have some
visitors from New York.
- I do?
- Yes. They await you in the den.
- Oh, we do.
Hmm. Well, hello, Mr. Devere.
- Hello. May I help
you?
Oh, I certainly hope so.
We understand that you've
recently published some poems
that have received critical acclaim.
- Yes. You must have read my
piece in the American Review.
- We have Mr. Devere, how do you know
so much about love?
- Well, I'm in love.
- Yeah. So you're in love.
- Yes, I am. She's the
most amazing woman in the
world.
- Is she who you've written
about in your poem?
- Yeah. She is indeed.
She is my source of inspiration entirely.
- Oh, Mr. Devere. There's
nothing more attractive than a
hopeless romantic like yourself.
Now tell me, what will it take
to get you to come with us to New York?
- Um...
- Don't be so shy. Really,
it's just business.
- Business. - Great talent
doesn't go very far without a
respectable team.
She's right. And boy oh boy,
do we have a proposition for you?
Oh, of course.
- Annabel Annabel, please
don't be so unfair.
Listen to me for a moment.
What do you mean you're
going to New York?
- I have a once in a
lifetime job opportunity at
the Evening Mirror.
I can't refuse it.
Writing is my life passion
and it'll also gimme a
chance to go to university.
- What about our life here?
Does that mean anything to you?
- Our life doesn't need
to be stuck here forever.
There's a, there's a
whole world out there.
- We have everything we need right here.
What more could you need?
- So-So you, what you thought we
would just live out our whole
entire lives here on this one estate?
You never thought I would
want to pursue a career?
- I guess I did think we'd
be on the estate forever.
Or at least in Richmond.
- We have to get outta here. We have to.
Please come with me to New York.
- I , Guy.
- I can't. - You can't?
- You, you. Why is that? Why
not?
- 'Cause I thought we'd build a life here
and I didn't think you'd
run off to some Babylon
for some dream career fantasy of yours.
- Dream career fantasy?
So, so that's what you think of me.
That's what you think of my work.
That's what you, I can't listen to you.
- Was it all a lie?
Everything you've ever said
to me, about us redefining the meaning
of love, was it all a lie?
- In love?
Of course not. It's not a
lie. I mean, every word of it.
Okay. I love you.
I've come to love you more than
anything I've ever loved in
my entire life.
- That's the truth.
I love you so much.
- Please, I mean we have-We have
to build a life of our own.
We have to. Please come with me.
Come with me.
- It's not pure there. It's not.
And I'm afraid. I'm afraid that if you go
to New York, you'll be influenced
by all the demons that
surround you. I'll lose
you.
You are right. It will be
the end of you. Annabel Lee.
- Mother Francis.
How could you say such a thing?
- I speak the truth. - Please just stop.
I've warned you over
and over to stay away from this wandering
brute, but you won't.
Listen. - Mother Francis,
what are you doing?
When your parents died?
I was a senseless woman with
a weak heart. I pitied you.
And despite my husband's
wishes, I took you in,
I took you in our home
and raised you as our own.
And for what? I thought
you were an innocent child.
I was so fooled by you.
- Mother Francis!
I will not stand here
and allow you to speak to
my love in such a manner.
Please stop.
You are the
death of your parents.
And you were the death of my husband.
You will not be the death
of Annabel Lee Lenore.
Mother-Mother Francis!
How could you speak
such cruel words to him?
Don't you see child? He's the cruel one.
- No, no. You, you butcher the truth
and you hold its mangled form against me.
My parents passed away
when I was just a child.
Your husband. He was a wretched
man. And through his own
- Hatred, he brought sickness
and death upon himself.
- And as far as my Lenore,
she's the love of my life.
She always will be.
- You may have fooled the
world with your cunning
and perfidious charm, Guy, but
you don't fool me any longer.
Mother Francis, that is enough.
He's the love of my life.
And I want you to understand
that. Please, I love him.
Oh yes, of course you
do. As his parents did.
And look, look what happened to them.
- You are wrong. I love him
more than anything in the world.
And he loves me more than
anything in the world.
Just please. - Oh God.
Stop.
No, don't touch me.
Annabel Lee, I'm sorry.
Darkness follows you wherever you
go, Guy Devere.
And the Devil's in you!
- Okay.
I don't know if we
should be doing this. Oh,
- Well,
- Are you enjoying yourself?
- Um, I don't know.
- I
- Think I'm seeing double
too.
- Double is always the
best. After all.
It's all in good fun. Right? - And oh boy.
Do you seem like a lot
of fun? Mm, and fun.
Much overdue, right darling?
- Oh, fun. That's so deserved.
Okay. It looks like we're here.
Alright!
Thank you!
Stop it. Life's short.
Let's enjoy ourselves.
Oh, okay. No wait.
- Alright, have fun.
- I think you guys are good.
This is going to be the end of me.
- Mother Francis?
Ah,
- My head, it's burning.
And this, this will make you feel better.
I don't wanna feel better.
- Oh, Miss Lenore - I just wanna
die, please. - Oh, no.
Mrs. Francis needs you.
Mr. Devere needs you.
He doesn't need me. You work.
He he doesn't love me
anymore. - No, no, no.
- He doesn't love me. I just
wanna die. Please. - Miss Lenore. Mr.
DeVere loves you. It's real clear.
You're so young, darling. You need
to heal.
No, please listen to
us. Please Miss Lenore.
No, you must, you must
hang on for dear life.
Hello. I'm, I'm sorry ma'am,
but this is not the right time.
- Who's calling? Who's calling?
- It's Elizabeth. - Why is she calling?
- It is she! She is my murderer!
Can't come to the phone. I'm sorry.
- My God. Oh my God.
What, what happened to
her?
What happened to her? What happened?
- She's losing a lot of blood.
- She's losing a lot of
blood! Get her some more blood.
- Where's the blood? Here, take some of my
blood. - No, no, no. Please!
We won't have that! What? Help
her! For God sakes, get more help.
Yes, you are. Get more help.
Get the doctor. Get the doctor.
Get more help! Oh my God. Oh my God.
- You are worth me. I'm so sorry.
It's gonna be okay.
They're, they're getting help.
Just hang in there, keep
breathing and stay with me. Okay?
Okay.
- All I ever needed, was your love.
- You will always have my love.
You have my heart and my soul forever.
- I love you.
Stay with me my love.
Don't leave me. Please don't leave me.
Stay with me.
- Stay, stay with me. Please, I'll
never leave your side again.
- Annabel Lee.
My life beside you, my
darling, my darling,
my life, my bride.
Is?
- Mr. Devere, uh-
I'm so very sorry. You could've saved
her.
You could have done something!
Get out! You
negligent murderers!
Just get out!
Not the angels in heaven.
Above nor the demons down under the sea.
Will it ever suffer my soul from yours?
Annabel Lee,
- Guy?
- Leave us!
- Go! Get out.
- What's going on?
- Get out of my heart! Go
back to Hell where you came!
Go! Get out!
- Guy?
Is everything okay?
Guy,
let me in.
- Guy. Guy, are you okay? Please,
please let me in
- Nevermore..
Guy?
No,
- There
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 part
than to love and be loved by me.
I as 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.