The Highwayman

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Can you name the The Highwayman by Alfred Noyes?

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The wind was a torrent of darkness
The moon was a ghostly galleon
The road was a ribbon of moonlight
And the highwayman can riding--
The highwayman came riding,
He'd a french cocked hat on his forehead,
He'd a coat of the claret velvet,
They fitted with never a wrinkle;
And he rode with a jeweled twinkle--
His pistol butts a-twinkle,
Over the cobbles he clattered
He tapped with his whip on the shutters,
He whistled a tune to the window,
But the landlord's black-eyed daughter--
Plaiting a dark red love knot
Dark in the dark old inn-yard
Where Tim, the ostler listened--
His eyes were hollows of madness,
But he loved the landlord's daughter--
Dumb as a dog he listened,
'One kiss my bonny sweetheart;
But I shall be back with the yellow gold
Yet if they press me sharply,
Then look for me by moonlight,
I'll come to thee by moonlight,
He stood upright in the stirrups;
But she loosened her hair in the casement!
As the sweet black waves of perfume
Then he kissed its waves in the moonlight
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And he tugged at his reins in the moonlight,
He did not come in the dawning;
And out of the tawny sunset,
When the road was a gypsy's ribbon
The redcoat troops came marching--
King George's men came marching,
They said no word to the landlord;
But they gagged his daughter and bound her
Two of them knelt at her casement,
There was death at every window,
For Bess could see, through her casement,
They had bound her up at attention,
They had tied a rifle beside her,
'Now keep good watch!' and they kissed her.
'Look for me by moonlight,
I'll come to thee by moonlight,
She twisted her hands behind her,
She writhed her hands till her fingers
They stretched and strained in the darkness,
Till, on the stroke of midnight,
The tip of one finger touched it!
The tip of one finger touched it,
Up, she stood up at attention,
She would not risk their hearing,
For the road lay bare in the moonlight,
And the blood in her veins, in the moonlight,
Tlot tlot, tlot tlot! Had they heard it?
Tlot tlot, tlot tlot, in the distance!
Down the ribbon of moonlight,
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The highwayman came riding--
The redcoats looked to their priming!
Tlot tlot, in the frosty silence!
Nearer he came and nearer!
Her eyed grew wide for a moment,
Then her finger moved in the moonlight---
Shattered her breast in the moonlight
He turned, he spurred to the west;
Bowed with her head o'er the casement,
Not till the dawn did he hear it,
How Bess, the landlord's daughter,
Had watched for her love in the moonlight,
Back he spurred like a madman,
With the white road smoking behind him
Blood red were his spurs in the golden noon,
When they shot him down in the highway,
And he lay in his blood in the highway,
And still on a winter's night they say,
When the moon is a ghostly galleon
When the road is a gypsy's ribbon
The highwayman comes riding--
The highwayman comes riding,
Over the cobbles he clatters and clangs
He taps with his whip on the shutters,
He whistles a tune to the window,
But the landlord's black-eyed daughter--
Plaiting a dark red love-knot

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