I Loved The Highwayman By Alfred Noyes

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    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,  And the highwayman came riding--  Riding--riding--  The...
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