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RABookfinders: Check out Flower of Old Japan by Alfred Noyes 1st Ed, 2nd Pr. 1913 Vintage Book

Poem2Poem: The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, / The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, - Alfred Noyes

znGRENADE: and, yet again, how far? and seems the way so brief? those lights beyond the roaring reef were lights of moon and star, far, far, none knows how far — alfred noyes, the lights of home

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Poem2Poem: The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, / The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, - Alfred Noyes

MeadhurstSchool: Year 6 have started studying The Highwayman by Alfred Noyes. They studied the author’s choice of language and created images to demonstrate their understanding.

Poem2Poem: The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, / The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, - Alfred Noyes

JodiesJumpsuit: Anyone remember reading The Highwayman by Alfred Noyes back in elementary school?

TByrne75: Drifters - Bruce Dawe Porphyria's Lover - Robert Browning Second Coming - W.B. Yeats Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night - Dylan Thomas The Highwayman - Alfred Noyes

RebeccaFKenney1: After this revision project, I plan to write my next Patreon exclusive--a novella retelling of "The Highwayman" by Alfred Noyes. Then I might write "The Nightmare King," which is a Fae-ish concept I've been pondering for months. Or one of these romances--thoughts?

Poem2Poem: The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, / The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, - Alfred Noyes

MelanieJaxn: Bring the buds of the hazel-copse, Where two lovers kissed at noon; Bring the crushed red wild-thyme tops Where they murmured under the moon.... ~Alfred Noyes

Poem2Poem: The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, / The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, - Alfred Noyes

BlackoPrimary: This week in Class 4 we have been exploring the poetic styles of Alfred Noyes. Delving deep into the use of metaphors and smilies in The Highwayman.

VascoDaGappah: I ended up being morbidly fascinated by the Brown Bess. It’s the musket that brought you the British Empire, ladies and gentlemen, but sadly, no one seems to know how this musket got the name. And that set me off on a tangent to Alfred Noyes, and being 11 ...

abingdonprep: Year 5 has been studying the poem ‘The Highwayman’ by Alfred Noyes. They had great fun acting it out in their English lesson. Some of the boys managed to find suitable props for dressing up while others used settings on their computer to create costumes!

Poem2Poem: The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, / The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, - Alfred Noyes

Tinni_Aphrodite: This image instantly reminds me of The Highwayman by Alfred Noyes! Nothing beats that one.. the best of Noyes. The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees.    The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas.  (1-2)

Poem2Poem: The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, / The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, - Alfred Noyes

Hannah29222984: Poetry Corner: Today's poem is by Alfred Noyes

Poem2Poem: The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, / The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, - Alfred Noyes

Bugs_Bunnnny: And after all the labour and the pains, After the heaping up of gold on gold, After success that locked your feet in chains, And left you with a heart so tired and old, Strange - is it not? to find your chief desire, Is what you might have had for nothing then. -Alfred Noyes-

3coma14: Thou whose deep ways are in the sea, whose footsteps are not known, to-night a world that turned from thee is waiting — at Thy Throne. The towering Babels that we raised where scoffing sophists brawl, the little Antichrists we praised — the night is on them all. Alfred Noyes…

Poem2Poem: The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, / The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, - Alfred Noyes

Poem2Poem: The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, / The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, - Alfred Noyes

SpookySyntax: The Highwayman by Alfred Noyes. I rediscovered this poem when running a workshop last year and it just unlocked this HUGE area of my school memories, it was a major flashback to enjoying that poem as a kid

Muse1411: In other worlds I loved you, long ago: Love that hath no beginning hath no end. -Alfred Noyes

downlandslearn: Here is a wonderful example of Year 8 English work based on the poem The Highwayman by Alfred Noyes. This is Esther’s piece

Poem2Poem: The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, / The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, - Alfred Noyes

thesilversun: Son is reading Alfred Noyes' 'The Highwayman' for school, & he has opinions. Which can basically be summed up as he thinks the Highwayman is an idiot. He thinks the Highwayman should have used what happened to get away or to plan a proper revenge.

lilbookjockey: this is her rendition of alfred noyes's 1906 tragic poem "the highwayman"

Poem2Poem: The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, / The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, - Alfred Noyes

Ameraq: “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—“ ~Alfred Noyes

Kevin_Seamus: Orwell took most of his ideas from lectures given by Alfred Noyes.

catholicthing: The way through chaos by Alfred Noyes

DLFreedman: A pun is the lowest form of humor, and my partner is the lowest of the low. In a good way. Yes, it's time for another compilation of his riffs on everything from Alfred Noyes to Madea. Can't help lovin' that man.

poppingcorn4: Alfred Noyes-Thou, whose deep ways are in the sea, Whose footsteps are not known, Tonight a world that turned from Thee Is waiting, at Thy Throne. The towering Babels that we raised Where scoffing sophists brawl, The little Antichrists we praised The night is on them all.

Poem2Poem: The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, / The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, - Alfred Noyes

KhaosMuffins: I am distressed. Did anyone else have to memorize parts of The Highwayman (by Alfred Noyes) in school? I'm feeling alone all of a sudden.

WickedWalnut: Alfred Noyes.

Poem2Poem: The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, / The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, - Alfred Noyes

mbennardo: Discovering Loreena McKennit's version of Alfred Noyes's "The Highwayman" (originally written in 1906, recorded in 1997) was like unearthing a nugget of my teenage obsessions.

kgaway: “The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon windy seas” Alfred Noyes - The Highwayman

stalingradsnow: The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas ~ Alfred Noyes

AscensionArcana: 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! — Alfred Noyes

UnRapporteur1: When 22% of the US believe you are The Highwayman, but, really, you’re just Tim: “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,.. ” Alfred Noyes, 1906

anangbhai: Silent discoverers, lonely pioneers, Prisoners and exiles, martyrs of the truth Who handed on the fire, from age to age; Of those who, step by step, drove back the night. Is there no song? Alfred Noyes - Watchers of the Sky

chasews: “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” - Alfred Noyes

aloserpiggy1: “The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor.” Alfred Noyes findom femdom finD

Poem2Poem: The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, / The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, - Alfred Noyes

Poem2Poem: The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, / The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, - Alfred Noyes

plenipotwitiary: “Yet hear—from her deep skies, How Art, for all your pain, Still cries Ye must be born again! Reject the wreath of rose, Take up the crown of thorn That shows To-night a child is born.” - Alfred Noyes

OxfordUniOrch: The music for the Christmas Overture is thought to be derived from incidental music by Coleridge-Taylor for a production of 'The Forest of Wild Thyme', a ‘charming poetical fairy drama’ for children by Alfred Noyes ...

kyahjoms: The Highwayman by Alfred Noyes The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees. The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon the cloudy seas. The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor. And the highwayman came riding-riding-riding up to the old inn-door.

gyoung9751: A Belgian Christmas Eve - poem by Alfred Noyes at Kingdom Poets (D.S. Martin)

Pnl2027: At Dawn by Alfred Noyes | Poetry Foundation

Poem2Poem: The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, / The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, - Alfred Noyes

Tina69911364: From her soul she can never depart; She can never depart from her pain. Vainly she strives to forget; Beautiful in her woe, She awakes in the dawn and remembers. Alfred Noyes, At Dawn

RebeccaFKenney1: Did you all ever read the poem "The Highwayman" by Alfred Noyes? I will probably do a retelling of it soon, with a happier ending.

GospelOakSchool: Y6 have made a recording of 'The Highwayman' by Alfred Noyes. Do listen, it's amazing!

Poem2Poem: The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, / The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, - Alfred Noyes

atsignemdash: In my Nobel acceptance speech I shall extoll the virtues of the first poems I memorized as a latchkey kid, wherein I learned The Highway Man & The Lady of Shallot from a miniseries— and only just learned when I was today years old that the former was written by Alfred Noyes.

MotivateCreate: Needful to truth as dew-fall to the flower Is this wild wrath and this implacable scorn. For every pang, new beauty + new power, Burning blood-red shall on thy heart be born. Stand like a beaten anvil. Let earth's wrong Beat on that iron + ring back in song. ―Alfred Noyes

Poem2Poem: The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, / The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, - Alfred Noyes

CynthiaDNelson: Deep in the greenwood of my heart My wild hounds race. I cloak my soul at feast and mart, I mask my face ~Alfred Noyes, 'The Outlaw', 1928

jprapke: 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 highwaym…

Poem2Poem: The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, / The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, - Alfred Noyes

MentalTillage: Stand like a beaten anvil, when thy dream Is laid upon thee, golden from the fire. Flinch not, though heavily through that furnace-gleam The black forge-hammers fall on thy desire. Stand like a beaten anvil. Let earth's wrong Beat on that iron + ring back in song. ― Alfred Noyes

madden_fjm: ‘The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas.’ (Alfred Noyes)

Poem2Poem: The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, / The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, - Alfred Noyes

Poem2Poem: The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, / The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, - Alfred Noyes

Poem2Poem: The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, / The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, - Alfred Noyes

HappisburghSch: In Horse Chestnut Class we have been sharing 'The Highwayman' by Alfred Noyes. We are discussing similes, metaphors, colour description and onomatopoeia.

Poem2Poem: The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, / The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, - Alfred Noyes

GitaMadhu: The Moon Is Up - Alfred Noyes We're out to seek the gold tonight across the silver sea! The world is growing grey and old: break out the sails again! We're out to see a Realm of Gold beyond the Spanish Main.

Poem2Poem: The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, / The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, - Alfred Noyes

Kevin_Seamus: so im obsessed with Alfred Noyes and Upton Sinclair, is that a thing?

Tearene: "The Highwayman" poem by ALFRED NOYES

PastoralInspir1: We, who lie here, have nothing more to pray. To all your praises we are deaf and blind. We may not ever know if you betray Our hope, to make earth better for mankind From Alfred Noyes 'On the Western Front'

Poem2Poem: The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, / The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, - Alfred Noyes

Poem2Poem: The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, / The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, - Alfred Noyes

AlishaGrauso: And others: - "I felt a Funeral, in my Brain" - Emily Dickinson" - "Antigonish" - Hughes Mearns - "The Highwayman" - Alfred Noyes - "Haunted Houses" - Henry Wordsworth Longfellow

Penchant4Words: “The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees. The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas.” —Alfred Noyes Skies like this make me ache to dream up a Highwayman retelling....

zita_zilla: The road was the ribbon of the moonlight... Alfred Noyes

MelanieJaxn: Bring the buds of the hazel-copse, Where two lovers kissed at noon; Bring the crushed red wild-thyme tops Where they murmured under the moon.... ~Alfred Noyes

CanyonlandsNPS: "The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor, And the Shafer Trail man came riding— Riding— up to the old Visitor Center door." Adapted from The Highwayman by Alfred Noyes Happy Halloween from Canyonlands!

AlainEnglish1: The Highwayman by Alfred Noyes. Happy Halloween!

Ivanovi99156186: O DIA NACIONAL DO LIVRO NO Blog do Ivanovitch 2: Alfred Noyes, Copernicus.:

Poem2Poem: The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, / The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, - Alfred Noyes

SaxonHarold: “The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees.    The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas.” The Highwayman BY ALFRED NOYES

Poem2Poem: The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, / The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, - Alfred Noyes

Eltonreadsalot: A Tale of Old Japan by Alfred Noyes via /r/FreeEBOOKS

MarylandDJS: Youth and staff at the Alfred D. Noyes Children's Center hosted a "Rock the Vote" event in preparation for the upcoming presidential election. Youth even registered to vote. Read more here:

Poem2Poem: The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, / The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, - Alfred Noyes

robbmillerr: An excerpt from Alfred Noyes’ poem, “The Highwayman”

cfwriter: A bit of early morning work on the Medical Officers who attended executions in New South Wales gaols. Some of their names are more regal than medical. A few favourites, so far, include: Arthur Thomas Piggot Cutting Peter Hume Gentle Alfred William Finch Noyes Erasmus Wren



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