My Friend Annabel Lee - Mary MacLane

CHAPTER		PAGE
I.	[The Coming of Annabel Lee]	1
II.	[The Flat Surfaces of Things]	7
III.	[My Friend Annabel Lee]	13
IV.	[Boston]	15
V.	[A Small House in the Country]	29
VI.	[The Half-Conscious Soul]	35
VII.	[The Young-Books of Trowbridge]	43
VIII.	[“Give Me Three Grains of Corn, Mother”]	55
IX.	[Relative]	61
X.	[Minnie Maddern Fiske]	69
XI.	[Like a Stone Wall]	81
XII.	[To Fall in Love]	89
XIII.	[When I Went to the Butte High School]	97
XIV.	[“And Mary MacLane and Me”]	113
XV.	[A Story of Spoon-Bills]	131
XVI.	[A Measure of Sorrow]	153
XVII.	[A Lute with no Strings]	163
XVIII.	[Another Vision of my Friend Annabel Lee]	173
XIX.	[The Art of Contemplation]	183
XX.	[Concerning Little Willy Kaatenstein]	193
XXI.	[A Bond of Sympathy]	225
XXII.	[The Message of a Tender Soul]	233
XXIII.	[Me to My Friend Annabel Lee]	241
XXIV.	[My Friend Annabel Lee to Me]	255
XXV.	[The Golden Ripple]	257

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THE COMING OF ANNABEL LEE]

BUT the only person in Boston town who has given me of the treasure of her heart, and the treasure of her mind, and the touch of her fair hand in friendship, is Annabel Lee.

Since I looked for no friendship whatsoever in Boston town, this friendship comes to me with the gentleness of sunshowers mingled with cherry-blossoms, and there is a human quality in the air that rises from the bitter salt sea.

Years ago there was one who wrote a poem about Annabel Lee—a different lady from this lady, it may be, or perhaps it is the same—and so now this poem and this lady are never far from me.

If indeed Poe did not mean this Annabel Lee when he wrote so enchanting a heart-cry, I at any rate shall always mean this Annabel Lee when Poe’s enchanting heart-cry runs in my mind.

Forsooth Poe’s Annabel Lee was not so enchanting as this Annabel Lee.

[CONTENTS]

[ITHE COMING OF ANNABEL LEE]

[I
THE COMING OF ANNABEL LEE]