In this
poem, the narrator argues that the "seraphs" (angels) in heaven are so envious of the
love he and Annabel shared that they send a chill wind to kill her. She dies, and the speaker
mourns, but he copes with death by insisting that the bond he shares with Annabel can never be
broken. He states that nothing, neither angels nor demons, can ever
dissever my soul from the soulOf the beautiful...
The souls of the two lovers are forever united. The seraphs have
lost out in their attempt to spoil the love between the two.
Further, the speaker copes by seeing reminders of Annabel in nature,
especially at night. The moonbeams comfort him as reminders of her. When the stars shine in
heaven, they seem as if they are her eyes shining down on him. The sound of sea at night also
acts as a memory of her, bringing solace.
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