The Highwayman

  The Highwayman   by  Alfred Noyes (1880-1958) 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 came riding—    Riding—riding— The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door....

Publié le 29/04/2013 dans Fiertés... par Kurgan | Lire la suite...