"The Highwayman"
by Alfred Noyes

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PART ONE

I

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.

 
 
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