The Highwayman

I am dangerously yours.

Dangerously Yours, a half hour of romance and adventure starring Victor Jory in an exciting tale based on the famous poem of Alfred Noyes, The Highwayman, brought to you by Vicks.

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Tonight, follow me to the forests of the England of long ago.

Tonight, we ride these forests by the side of one of the most dashing figures of legend, the highwayman.

The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees.

The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas.

Since you are asking, of course you must have the kiss.

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.

There is the western gate, Luke Havergal, Luke Havergal.

The Highwayman by Alfred Noyes.

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.

He'd a French cocked hat on his forehead, A bunch of lace at his chin, A coat of the claret velvet, And breeches of brown doe-skin.

They fitted with never a wrinkle; His boots were up to the thigh; And he rode with a jeweled twinkle, His pistol butts a-twinkle, His rapier hilt a-twinkle, Under the jeweled sky.

Had they heard it? The horse-hoofs ringing clear.

Clot-clot, clot-clot.

I like to write, should I pursue this? And so after that thought happened, I wrote One Dark Window.

I had always wanted to write a loose retelling of Alfred Noyes' poem, The Highwayman, which was very impactful for me as a young person.

It's a great poem.

It's very short.

It's very atmospheric.