Alfred Noyes (16 September 1880 – 25 June 1958 / Wolverhamton)
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Poems by Alfred Noyes : 55 / 93
The Highwayman
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,
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Alfred Noyes
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One of the most best poems ever created, absolutely beautiful, very sad but lovely change from love to sacrifice to ghost.
I love this poem! Beautiful, wonderful, amazing...they hardly go far enough. The power of love is amazing.
Greatest poem ever! This poem has always been my favorite!
Woderfull poem! the flow, the mood, rhythm everything!
My brother Arthur Anuada recited this poem at his high school graduation ceremony. He recited it so beautifully that his friends nickname him The Highwayman He passed away very young and on his tombstone the title The Highwayman was engraved.
Beautiful! amazing! wonderful aren't enough to express how great is this poem its love and pain...its pain and love...its life and death and a love story that never ends... For the last 30 years this poem has lived very lose to my heart! ! ! Hats off Alfred Noyes for this classic poem a great legendary piece of work! God Bless the highway man and Bess the landlord's daughter who died and lived for her love and he who came back again and again to die for his beloved..... a death that was preferred over many lives...........
very deep. it shows how awesome the power of love is
i have loved this poem ever since i was introduced to it bny my grade 7 teacher..MRS HERCULES in 1978! ! ! she coached me as i had to recite this poem for the inspector...it has been etched in my mind since then and whenever i recited it...everyone was simply..SWEPT AWAY! ! ! ..TODAY..I received the SURPRISE CALL of my LIFE! ! ! My teacher, Mrs Hercules, aged 70, called me! ! ! i nearly dropped my phone and jumped off the couch! ! ! thank you mrs Hercules..i am so honoured and Blessed! ! ! xxxxxxxxxxx much love...Gouwa Sheldon (South Africa)
Long ahhhhhh to to to to dang long for a sick boy to read for hw