[name_f]Annabel[/name_f] [name_u]Lee[/name_u], is a sort of tragic love poem in [name_u]Poe[/name_u]'s style of writing, and in reading the poem, the name [name_f]Annabel[/name_f] [name_u]Lee[/name_u] takes on a nice flow that I thinks work well. The L at the end of [name_f]Annabel[/name_f] and [name_f]Mirabel[/name_f] are hard Ls, while the L in [name_u]Lee[/name_u] is a soft L… So I think it shouldn’t be a problem to have either one of those names next to [name_u]Lee[/name_u].
Here’s the poem “[name_f]Annabel[/name_f] [name_u]Lee[/name_u]” if you like:
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 [name_f]ANNABEL[/name_f] [name_u]LEE[/name_u];
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 [name_f]Annabel[/name_f] [name_u]Lee[/name_u];
With a love that the winged 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 [name_f]Annabel[/name_f] [name_u]Lee[/name_u];
So that her highborn kinsman 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 [name_f]Annabel[/name_f] [name_u]Lee[/name_u].
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,
[name_f]Nor[/name_f] the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful [name_f]Annabel[/name_f] [name_u]Lee[/name_u].
For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful [name_f]Annabel[/name_f] [name_u]Lee[/name_u];
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful [name_f]Annabel[/name_f] [name_u]Lee[/name_u];
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.
– [name_m]Edgar[/name_m] [name_m]Allan[/name_m] [name_u]Poe[/name_u]