Alfred Noyes

(16 September 1880 – 25 June 1958 / Wolverhamton)

Alfred Noyes Poems

81. The Trumpet Call 4/6/2010
82. The Union 4/6/2010
83. The Vindictive 4/6/2010
84. The War Widow 4/6/2010
85. The Young Friar 4/6/2010
86. To A Successful Man 4/6/2010
87. To The R.A.F 1/3/2003
88. Touchstone On A Bus 4/6/2010
89. Unity 4/6/2010
90. Veterans 4/6/2010
91. Victory 4/6/2010
92. What Grandfather Said 4/6/2010
93. Wireless. 4/6/2010
Best Poem of Alfred Noyes

The Highwayman

PART ONE

I

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.

II

He'd a French cocked-hat on his forehead, a bunch of lace at his chin,
A ...

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A Prayer In Time Of War

The war will change many things in art and life, and among them, it is to be hoped, many of our own ideas as to what is, and what is not, "intellectual."

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,

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