“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.” DarknessDoorsTreeSeaWindMoonRidingPurpleMoonlightRibbonsCloudyInnsMoorsHighwaymen Author:Alfred Noyes
“Your God still walks in Eden, between the ancient trees, Where Youth and Love go wading through pools of primroses. And this is the sign we bring you, before the darkness fall, That Spring is risen, is risen again, That Life is risen, is risen again, That Love is risen, is risen again, and Love is Lord of all.” LifeStillsLife IsFallWalksLove IsLordDarknessTreeYouthSpringAnd LoveAncientPoolEdenRisenAncient Trees Book:The Lord of Misrule Source: The Lord of Misrule
