Monday, May 11, 2015

The Highway Man

The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees
The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy trees
The road was a ribbon of moonlight, over the purple moor
And the highway man came riding-
Riding, riding

The highwayman came riding to the old inn door


An old ballad, years before we taught was a romantic tale of a young highwayman and his beloved girl Bess, who sacrificed her life amidst the terror, waited for him in the moonlight. That ballad gives an inspiration to poets to invent alliteration, metaphor, and simile to deck their poetry with different colors. In the ‘Highway man’, Noyes tells a great classic with a powerful imagery, which is redolent for the readers. The highway is absolutely his masterpiece with no doubt. It says about the highwayman’s journey to visit the old inn where Bless, the landlord’s daughter lived and the mysterious death of both the lovers. Noyes in the end of the poem evoking the souls of the hapless victims and a persistent ambience created for the readers. The ballad is musical and has a counted rhythm scheme and the rhyme scheme is so interesting. The versed poem will drag the reader to swim deeper to unbar the suspense inside. The ballad is incredible enough with elegant metaphors striking one another. 

YOUR EVER LASTING EMOTES TO ENCOURAGE AN INVALID MAN

Hi Love,

How is the brightness today, did you wake today— early
and how is the atmosphere in your mind, I would always
keen to hear of you. I reached home y'day in the evening 
and was tired and did nothing write other than browsing 
internet,I knew that you are busy,and if busythe night or day
belong to your self, I agree.Now at the sunshine balcony—  writing for you,
my fingers are skipping with ardent pace in hope of pleasing
your mind and its dancing emotions. I love that you secure its
 everlasting emotes to courage an invalid man.


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