Oh, grown-ups cannot understand,
And grown-ups never will,
How short the way to fairyland
Across the purple hill.
One kiss, my bonny sweetheart; I'm after a prize tonight,
But I shall be back with the yellow gold before the morning light.
Yet if they press me sharply, and harry me through the day,
Then look for me by moonlight,
Watch for me by moonlight,
I'll come to thee by moonlight, though hell should bar the way.
Mots clés alfred-noyes the-highwayman
And still on a winter's night, they say, when the wind is in the trees,
When the moon is a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas,
When the road is a gypsy's ribbon looping the purple moor,
The highwayman comes riding--
Riding--riding--
The highwayman comes riding, up to the old inn-door.
Over the cobbles he clatters and clangs in the dark inn-yard,
He taps with his whip on the shutters, but all is locked and barred,
He whistles a tune to the window, and who should be waiting there
But the landlord's black-eyed daughter--
Bess, the landlord's daughter--
Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her long black hair.
Mots clés the-highwayman alfre-noyes
...love lies hidden in every rose...
Alfred NoyesMots clés inspirational
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.
Mots clés the-highwayman
Love is in the greenwood, dawn is in the skies, And Marian is waiting with a glory in her eyes.
Alfred NoyesI'll come to thee by moonlight,
though hell should bar the way.
Mots clés romantic-adventure daring-romance
The universe is neither centered on earth nor the sun. It is centered on God.
Alfred NoyesMots clés inspirational-quotes
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