Alfred Noyes Quotes

The wind was a torrent of darkness upon the gusty trees,The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas,The road was a ribbon of moonlight looping the purple moor,And the highwayman came riding - Riding - riding - The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn door.
Alfred Noyes
Alfred Noyes

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