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 Alfred Noyes (1880-1958)
                                   The Highwayman
                                        PART ONE
    THE wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, 
    The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, 
    The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor, 
    And the highwayman cameriding— 
    The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door.
    He'd a French cocked-hat on his forehead, a bunch of lace at his chin, 
    A coat of the claret velvet, and breeches of brown doe-skin; 
    They fitted with never a wrinkle: his boots were up to the thigh! 
    And he rode with ajewelled twinkle, 
                      His pistol butts a-twinkle, 
    His rapier hilt a-twinkle, under the jewelled sky.
    Over the cobbles he clattered and clashed in the dark inn-yard, 
    And he tapped with his whip on the shutters, but all was locked and barred; 
    He whistled a tune to the window, and who should be waiting there     But the landlord's black-eyed daughter, 
                      Bess, the landlord's daughter, 
    Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her long black hair.
    And dark in the dark old inn-yard a stable-wicket creaked 
    Where Tim the ostler listened; his face was white and peaked; 
    His eyes were hollows of madness, his hair likemouldy hay, 
    But he loved the landlord's daughter, 
                      The landlord's red-lipped daughter, 
    Dumb as a dog he listened, and he heard the robber say—
    "One kiss, my bonny sweetheart, I'm after a prize to-night, 
    But I shall be back with the yellow gold before the morning light; 
    Yet, if they press mesharply, and harry me through the day, 
    Then look for me by moonlight, 
                      Watch for me by moonlight, 
    I'll come to thee by moonlight, though hell should bar the way."
    He rose upright in the stirrups; he scarce could reach her hand, 
    But she loosened her hair i' the casement! His face burnt like a brand 
   As the black cascade of perfume came tumbling over his breast; 
    And he kissed its waves in the moonlight, 
                      (Oh, sweet, black waves in the moonlight!) 
    Then he tugged at his rein in the moonliglt, and galloped away to the West.
                                        PART TWO
    He did not come in thedawning; he did not come at noon; 
    And out o' the tawny sunset, before the rise o' the moon, 
    When the road was a gypsy's ribbon, looping the purple moor, 
    A red-coat troop came marching— 
    King George's men came matching, up to the old inn-door.
    They said no word to the landlord, theydrank his ale instead, 
    But they gagged his daughter and bound her to the foot of her narrow bed; 
    Two of them knelt at her casement, with muskets at their side! 
    There was death at every window; 
                      And hell at one dark window; 
    For Bess could see, through her casement, the road that he would ride.
   They had tied her up to attention, with many a sniggering jest; 
    They had bound a musket beside her, with the barrel beneath her breast! 
    "Now, keep good watch!" and they kissed her. 
                      She heard the dead man say— 
    Look for me by moonlight; 
                      Watch for me by moonlight; 
    I'll come to thee by moonlight, though hell should bar the way!...
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