The assembly proceeded to the new grave that would come to serve as a burial place for Edgar, Virginia, and Aunt Maria, reuniting the peculiar household that been Poe's sorrow and solace in life. There they read aloud his final poem, "Annabel Lee"-and in its last lines, the farewell of an artist finally at rest: And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side Of my darling-my darling-my life and my bride In her sepulchre there by the sea- In her tomb by the sounding sea.
( Paul Collins )
[ Edgar Allan Poe: The Fever ]
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