The Highwayman by Alfred Noyes

The Highwayman by Alfred Noyes

PART ONE

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 jewelled twinkle,
His pistol butts a-twinkle,
His rapier hilt a-twinkle, under the jewelled sky.

Over the cobbles he clattered and clashed in the dark inn-yard.
He tapped with his whip on the shutters, but all was locked and barred.
He whistled 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.

And dark in the dark old inn-yard a stable-wicket creaked
Where Tim the ostler listened. His face was white and peaked.
His eyes were hollows of madness, his hair like mouldy hay,
But he loved the landlord’s daughter,
The landlord’s red-lipped daughter.
Dumb as a dog he listened, and he heard the robber say—

“One kiss, my bonny sweetheart, I’m after a prize to-night,
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.”

He rose upright in the stirrups. He scarce could reach her hand,
But she loosened her hair in the casement. His face burnt like a brand
As the black cascade of perfume came tumbling over his breast;
And he kissed its waves in the moonlight,
(O, sweet black waves in the moonlight!)
Then he tugged at his rein in the moonlight, and galloped away to the west.

PART TWO

He did not come in the dawning. He did not come at noon;
And out of the tawny sunset, before the rise of the moon,
When the road was a gypsy’s ribbon, looping the purple moor,
A red-coat troop came marching—
Marching—marching—
King George’s men came marching, up to the old inn-door.

They said no word to the landlord. They drank his ale instead.
But they gagged his daughter, and bound her, to the foot of her narrow bed.
Two of them knelt at her casement, with muskets at their side!
There was death at every window;
And hell at one dark window;
For Bess could see, through her casement, the road that he would ride.

They had tied her up to attention, with many a sniggering jest.
They had bound a musket beside her, with the muzzle beneath her breast!
“Now, keep good watch!” and they kissed her. She heard the doomed man say—
Look for me by moonlight;
Watch for me by moonlight;
I’ll come to thee by moonlight, though hell should bar the way!

She twisted her hands behind her; but all the knots held good!
She writhed her hands till her fingers were wet with sweat or blood!
They stretched and strained in the darkness, and the hours crawled by like years
Till, now, on the stroke of midnight,
Cold, on the stroke of midnight,
The tip of one finger touched it! The trigger at least was hers!

The tip of one finger touched it. She strove no more for the rest.
Up, she stood up to attention, with the muzzle beneath her breast.
She would not risk their hearing; she would not strive again;
For the road lay bare in the moonlight;
Blank and bare in the moonlight;
And the blood of her veins, in the moonlight, throbbed to her love’s refrain.

Tlot-tlot; tlot-tlot! Had they heard it? The horsehoofs ringing clear;
Tlot-tlot; tlot-tlot, in the distance? Were they deaf that they did not hear?
Down the ribbon of moonlight, over the brow of the hill,
The highwayman came riding—
Riding—riding—
The red coats looked to their priming! She stood up, straight and still.

Tlot-tlot, in the frosty silence! Tlot-tlot, in the echoing night!
Nearer he came and nearer. Her face was like a light.
Her eyes grew wide for a moment; she drew one last deep breath,
Then her finger moved in the moonlight,
Her musket shattered the moonlight,
Shattered her breast in the moonlight and warned him—with her death.

He turned. He spurred to the west; he did not know who stood
Bowed, with her head o’er the musket, drenched with her own blood!
Not till the dawn he heard it, and his face grew grey to hear
How Bess, the landlord’s daughter,
The landlord’s black-eyed daughter,
Had watched for her love in the moonlight, and died in the darkness there.

Back, he spurred like a madman, shrieking a curse to the sky,
With the white road smoking behind him and his rapier brandished high.
Blood red were his spurs in the golden noon; wine-red was his velvet coat;
When they shot him down on the highway,
Down like a dog on the highway,
And he lay in his blood on the highway, with a bunch of lace at his throat.

. . .

And still of 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 ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor,
A highwayman comes riding—
Riding—riding—
A 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.

I know that’s a long read, but believe me, it’s so worth it! This poem has captivated me for so many years and I just felt that this picture had this kind of mood. No, I’m not the landlord’s black eyed daughter, but I can relate to her self sacrifice, mainly because I would do anything for the people I love. I hope it would never come to that, that I have to kill myself to save anyone, but I truly would give up my life to save someone I love. Yea, I know it sounds kind of trite, and easy to say because it hasn’t come to that, but look at the people who have lost their lives, doing the most heroic of things, and not just for people they love, but for complete strangers. The people that are completely selfless when in situations that hard choices must be made, and are done in the blink of an eye, and the ones who survive these miracles will say they’d do it again with no thought of their own safety. I can only hope I act in this way if ever in this situation. I guess a person never knows how they’ll react when in dangerous situations, but I hope I’m the one helping in any way I can, instead of leading the charge, running in the opposite direction as fast as I can while yelling, ‘Run Away!’.

This shot has a lot in it, but what I really want to show is that I’m in, what I call, the master bedroom of the ‘Galveston’ home from Galland Homes. It’s part of the February Builder’s Box, which is still available in-world or on Market Place. This house has a land impact of 128 with two extremely spacious rooms for decorating ease. I’m in the second smaller room, which I’ve made into a master bedroom, complete with a fireplace and 5 windows in 3 directions, making for some amazing views while enjoying some privacy. The larger room also has a fireplace and with it’s many windows and vaulted ceilings it really makes it so versatile for many decorating styles. The front door opens out onto a small porch with a nice railing, perfect for watching the sunset in your rocking chair! Here’s a closer look at the outside!

I’m sitting sadly here, using the ‘Careless Whispers’ pose from the ‘Heartache’ pose sets from Le Poppycock. There’s 2 sets, each with 6 thoughtful or sad poses with rose pose props for that lost love. They’re available at the current round of The Chapter Four.

I have a lot of decor out here, so I’m going to keep it simple and run down what’s what and from who! 😀

‘Repurposed Barnwood Frame’ & ‘Repurposed Barnwood Shelf’- [QE] Designs (I added a texture of ‘The Gleaners’ by Jean-François Millet)
‘Sepia Peonies, 02’- NOMAD
‘Stockholm Bed’, ‘Sneakers Decor, female’, & ‘Bedroom Curtain’- ~BAZAR~
‘Wood Speakers’, ‘Wood Turntable’, ‘Good Music Holder’, ‘Trunk’- ..::THOR::..
‘Truly Madly Deeply sign’- NACH Home & Furnishings
‘Rainy Day Table Lamp,bright’, ‘The Sky is the Limit, frame,moon’, ‘Curiousity Bell Jar, egg’, & ‘Fall Roses 03’, – [keke]
‘Hanne Fireplace Tools & Logs’- {what next}
‘Romantic Winter Candles’- ONE DECOR
‘attic storage gacha 4’ and ‘look through the window gacha 1 & 2’- Haikei
‘Framed Picture, Let Them Eat Cake'(gacha)- Tres Blah
‘Spiral Egg’ & ‘Spring Pineapple Egg, RARE Spring Fountain’- The Half Moon Market
‘Sunday Morning Decorative Pillows’- ARIA
‘fresh rose tea’ & ‘Woodland Dreams, feather incense’- Dust Bunny

I’m wearing the ‘Lace Crop Top’ from ISON, the ‘Boyfriend Jeans, dark wash’ from fashionably dead, and the ‘Junghwa’ hair from MONSO. The look all starts with the ‘Raine’ skin in ‘miel’ tone from Avada on the ‘Lilo’ bento head from Catwa and the ‘Lara’ mesh body from Maitreya.

Treaty

Treaty

I’ve seen you change the water into wine
I’ve seen you change it back to water, too
I sit at your table every night
I try but I just don’t get high with you
I wish there was a treaty we could sign
I do not care who takes this bloody hill
I’m angry and I’m tired all the time
I wish there was a treaty, I wish there was a treaty
Between your love and mine

Ah, they’re dancing in the street — it’s Jubilee
We sold ourselves for love but now we’re free
I’m so sorry for that ghost I made you be
Only one of us was real and that was me

I haven’t said a word since you been gone
That any liar couldn’t say as well
I just can’t believe the static coming on
You were my ground, my safe and sound
You were my aerial

Ah, the fields are crying out — it’s Jubilee
We sold ourselves for love but now we’re free
I’m so sorry for that ghost I made you be
Only one of us was real and that was me

I heard the snake was baffled by his sin
He shed his scales to find the snake within
But born again is born without a skin
The poison enters into everything

And I wish there was a treaty we could sign
I do not care who takes this bloody hill
I’m angry and I’m tired all the time
I wish there was a treaty, I wish there was a treaty
Between your love and mine

Treaty ~Leonard Cohen~

Keeping it simple today! The feature of this shot is the pose. It’s called ‘Sinking Heart’ and it’s from ‘Heartache B’ set of poses from Le Poppycock. There’s two pose prop sets to grab and each have 6 distinctly different, but all sad poses with rose props. I love poses that show deep emotion and all of them in these two sets are incredible. They’re available now at The Chapter Four.

I’m wearing the ‘Kate Cover-up’ from /erratic/. Each colour comes with a solid and a shear version. I just went for the fatpack so I didn’t have to make a decision.

The ‘Corinne’ hair is from {Limerence}.

The little tattoo on my chest is called ‘Enigma’ and it’s from Queen of Ink.

I’m sitting on the ‘Stockholm’ bed from ~~BAZAR~.

As always, I’m wearing the ‘Raine’ skin in ‘miel’ tone from Avada on the ‘Lilo’ bento head from Catwa and the ‘Lara’ mesh body from Maitreya.

The tissue box in the foreground is from the ‘Break Up Survival Kit’ from Commoner.

You can also see me on my blog, What a Beautiful Mess!.

Another Lonely Night

Another Lonely Night

Alone in the dark, hole in my heart, turn on the radio
And the words fall out, but they got no place to go
Wasted on you, high on the fumes
Know I should let you go
But the world won’t stop
And all I got is your ghost, oh, oh oh

Another day, another lonely night
I would do anything to have you by my side
Another day, another lonely night
Don’t wanna throw away another lonely life

No time to sleep, all that I see, are old memories of you
Yeah I try my best, but there’s no one left for me to lose
Tear in my eye, I drive through the night, as far as I can from you
And I don’t give a f*ck if the sun comes up, yeah
It’s just another

Another day, another lonely night
I would do anything to have you by my side
Another day, another lonely night
Don’t wanna throw away another lonely life

No I don’t give a f*ck if the sun comes up, yeah
It’s just another

Another day, another lonely night
I would do anything to have you by my side
Another day, another lonely night
Don’t wanna throw away another lonely life

Another Lonely Night ~Adam Lambert~

Just a song for you today, I took the liberty of slightly censoring the lyrics with a well placed asterisk or two. But, you know what I mean. 🙂

This is a shot I took this morning on a whim. I’m wearing the ‘Kate Cover-up’ in pink from /erratic/. It comes with two versions, one sheer and this one, I’m shy and don’t like to show too much. 🙂

This hair is one of my favourites from -Mina- Hair. It’s ‘Arwen’ from the blacks pack.

I’ve closed my eyes and added the ‘Closed Eyes Applier’ for the Catwa heads from Izzie’s. It really makes a seamless and well defined eyelid.

As usual, my skin is ‘Raine’ from Avada on the ‘Lilo’ bento head from Catwa and the ‘Lara’ mesh body from Maitreya.

I’m using one of the six poses from the ‘A Bit Shy’ set from .M I L A.

And I’m at home with my bed, which is from the ‘Stockholm Bedroom’ set from ~BAZAR~. The house plants are from {what next}. The Armchair is from the ‘Granny’s Winter Cottage’ gacha set from 8f8. And the ‘Fiddle Leaf Tree, in the corner is from dust bunny.

When All Else Fails……….

When All Else Fails..........

………hug the dog!

It’s a cure all for what ails you. Well, not for everything, but for matters of the mind or heart dog hugging is recommended by 8 out of 10 doctors. The other 2 doctors say ‘hug the cat’! I’ve always been one of those people that won’t go to other people for comfort, it’s always been an animal who understands me best. When I had cows, that’s where I went because my life always seemed better when I was with them. They accepted me completely, they were always happy to see me, and they could calm me down like nothing else. Some of you may laugh that my pet of choice has always been a cow, but anything can be a pet, mine were always just a bit bigger than most peoples. I have chickens I could go hug, but I’m not sure they’d be open to that, although I’m sure they’d get used to it if I do it enough. As they are now, they’re happiest just doing their chicken things. So, that leaves me with either the cats or the dog to hug. I like the cats, but none of them are really the hugging type, Hazel likes to just sit on my knee, Bob only likes to be petted, and poor stray Nipper, well…I can’t touch him….yet….but he’s getting much quieter. So….I guess the dog it is! I liked having a large dog for this, I could get on my knees and wrap my arms around them and rest my head on their shoulders, but since I only have my little girl, I have to pick her up and squeeze her tight against me. She doesn’t mind luckily, she’s a snuggly little thing, all 12 lbs of her. I sometimes wonder if people with significant others still have to resort to the dog for hugs, I’d like to think their partner would be the hugger of choice, but I guess there’d be times that the dog isn’t the one a person is fighting with at some point. I think the dog would be my second choice for hugs no matter what, if the dog wasn’t my only choice! 🙂

I’m a little sad today, it’s another cloudy day and life is just kind of a downer right now. But, Second Life always cheers me up….even if it’s just a little bit. I want to bring your attention to the current round of ~uber~, which ends on December 23. I know it’s getting to be near the end of the round, but the ‘Pied-a-Tere’ skybox from KraftWork is there, and it’s well worth dropping in to grab it! It’s an adorable little skybox, perfect for one or two people to live comfortably in one room. I prefer a one room build, myself, it’s a nice open floor plan and with a few privacy screens or even just using rugs, little separate areas can be created. The ‘Pied-a-Tere’ has a LI of 58 and a foot print of 15X15m, and the view outside is a very pretty one. It’s HUD driven with texture change on all the major parts so you can customize and make it your cozy little home. Also from KraftWork is the ‘Easy Like Sunday Morning’ sign, which comes in a blinking and non blinking version.

The majority of the decorating in my little home is from the ‘Stockholm Bedroom‘ from ~BAZAR~. It’s a huge bedroom set including the bed(with lots and lots of adult or PG animations,whichever you prefer), chairs, lights artwork, cabinet, candle bottles, men’s and women’s clothes racks, stacks of books, rug, bicycle decor, night stands, clock, headphones, paper bag, men’s and women’s shoe decor, and typewriter. It really is an incredible set and very reasonably priced.

I’ve added house plants from {what next} and dust bunny.

The ‘ROCK’ sign is from a gacha set from .:revival:..

The ‘vintage radio’ is from the ‘Summer is Gone’ gacha set from ..::THOR::...

The ‘old radiator’ is from .junk. but I don’t think it’s available any more.

I’m wearing the ‘Sophia Bustier & Draped Dress from Asteria. The ‘NO.SHELTER hair from NO.MATCH. And as always, the ‘Raine’ skin in ‘miel’ tone from Avada on the ‘Lilo’ bento head from Catwa and the ‘Lara’ mesh body from Maitreya.

I’m in deep thought using the ‘weary’ pose from Del May.

I’ve added a bit of lighting from my much used LumiPro.

When Was the Last Time?

When Was the Last Time?

When was the last time you said ‘I love you’ to the people that matter to you? How bout gave them a hug because you appreciate them? This is something I think of often, actually. We go through our day to day activities oblivious that time is ticking and we have no idea what the future will bring. The time to think about these things isn’t after it’s too late, the time is now. I don’t mean to say that every minute of our life has to be spent in fear of losing someone we love, but we should at least acknowledge that some things shouldn’t be put off or forgotten. I don’t really believe in regrets, we live our lives doing the best we can, with what we have at the time, so there’s no sense dwelling on something that can’t be undone. The thing to do is be mindful of what life means, that everyone has a finite amount of time here, and there’s no time to waste when it comes to saying ‘I love you’. Just think how many times someone has been left at home, while someone storms off in anger, and with no one’s knowledge it was the last time they’re seen alive. How does someone live with that, knowing the last words they heard from you were hateful. I know I never want to find out how that feels, so I’m not afraid to say how I feel, and give everyone a hug. {HUGS} are great.

Today, I’m showing you the newest release from Metamorphoses Tattoos. And I’m happy to say it’s almost a freebie! The ‘Traction’ tattoo is compatible with all, and I do mean ALL, of the major mesh bodies, plus Omega and also tattoo layers for the classic avatars. It comes in 40% ink tone, for that aged look, which is my preferred opacity. You’ll find it on Market Place and at the Metamorphoses main store.

Since I’m not one to prance around the house in nothing but my birthday suit, I have the ‘Soft Bra’ from Stories&Co. by Flowey and the ‘Nicki Panties’ from Just Because covering what needs covering.

The Boys and Girls hair 42 from Dura Hair is one of my all time favourites, I don’t think I’ll ever stop wearing it!

My look all starts with the ‘Raine’ skin in ‘miel’ tone from Avada, which looks gorgeous on the ‘Lilo’ bento head from Catwa and the ‘Lara’ mesh body from Maitreya.

The ‘Stockholm Bed’ is super comfy and it’s from ~Bazar~. The night Table with Light is from Bueno, and I believe it was part of a gacha! The neon sign, ‘All you need is love’ is from floorplan, and it’s true, isn’t it! Well, water…..we need water too. 🙂 The ‘Pilea Pepper Plant’ is part of the ‘Natural Habitat’ set of plants from dust bunny. The plant is on the ‘Full metal- trunk table from [zerkalo], along with the ‘Old Books with Coffee’ from Soy. Home right now is the ‘Warehouse Loft Skybox’ from Schultz Bros., and I’m pretty sure it was part of a Builder’s Box.

This pose is ‘weary’ from Del May.

I used a little extra lighting here from my handy dandy LumiPro.