steffee
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pontalba said:And btw,
Thank You!!!!!!!
Awww, LOL
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pontalba said:And btw,
Thank You!!!!!!!
steffee said:Awww, LOL
pontalba said:And btw,
Thank You!!!!!!!
StillILearn said:steffee! I cannot believe that you went and did that for us. How long did it take you? I'm going to go check it out more thoroughly right now, but I just wanted to say: Yeah! wowee!
StillILearn said:Wait until Peder gets home. He'll be lying on the floor with his toes pointing straight up in amazement for hours, or even days. We may not hear a peep from from him before Saturday.
steffee said:Lovely discussion... I haven't got the energy at the moment to pay attention enough to contribute, sadly.
But I found an A-Z of Nabokov, and just wanted to share. I've learnt quite a bit from looking at it for the last hour or so, such as that Lolita's favourite record was 'Little Carmen' that HH calls 'Dwarf Conductors' which I don't recall at all.
Post 1981, the year I was born.
StillILearn said:steffee, I have bottles of fingernail polish that are older than you are!
steffee said:You do know nail polish has a 2 year shelf life
StillILearn said:Well, I will admit that I haven't been able to open many of them since 1983, but they are still perfectly good!
I'm still clicking around in your links with the greatest of gratitude and awe. What a wonderful thing you have done for us here!
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 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 Annabel Lee;
So that her high-born 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 one 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 the sepulchre there by the sea -
In her tomb by the sounding sea.
StillILearn said:It has stupendously tremendous significance, but I have to go take a shower now, since it's almost noon here, and I've either been on the phone or on line since daybreak.
steffee said:LOL, the day's over here, how strange... have a nice day, LOL
Annabel Lee is the last poem composed by American author Edgar Allan Poe. Written in 1849, it was not published until shortly after Poe's death that same year, appearing in two newspapers.
Like Poe's most famous poem, The Raven, it tells of a man mourning a dead lover. It is unclear whether the Annabel Lee character referred to a real person. Some say it was written for his wife, some for a lover, and others that it was the product of Poe's gloomy imagination.
Annabel Lee is six stanzas, three with six lines and three with eight, with the rhyme pattern differing slightly in each one.
The poem begins as if from a storyteller's point of view, where Edgar Allan Poe begins to explain the couple's love, which dates from their growing up together.
Annabel Lee dies because "the angels" envied the couple's great love.
However, unlike The Raven, in which the narrator believes he will "nevermore" be reunited with his love, Annabel Lee says the two will be together again.
See also
* Nabokov's Lolita, in which a major character is named Annabel Leigh.