“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
“I'll come to thee by moonlight, though hell should bar the way.” WayShouldHellBarsTheeMoonlightHighwaymen Author:Alfred Noyes
