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Today we ride these pests 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 seams. The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor. And the Highwoman came riding, riding, riding. All right, coachman, down from the box here, Now, what's all this? Sorry to put you out there, but I'll have your purpose. You don't find you, I'll be hanged
if you will. You'll be hanged if I don't. What is it? The guy see in the carriage, miss good evening? The high Woman how goes the night? Profibly? The're a sirr girl, aren't you. I'm not afraid of you? Said what you mean? You see I'm a poor family. There's nothing you'd steal from me. Oh, I'm doing rather foolharted this mountain. A high woman is always safer in his settle. Let's giving
the carriage. You don't stand here bending words with his fellow. Your father will be one to death wondering why the coach is late here a hirewoman, take my person to go. A heavy purse too. It's enough to buy your freedom and mine for yours. I'll take a kiss if you'll give it to me. He'll see you. Hang person. You're a hireman, Why don't your custom to taking what you want? I have that reputation, But I'd like to be something a little more than a hireman to you, or
perhaps a little less. Has free to have a man make love to you with a gun in each hand and a bag of conder over shoulder, and speak of asking. But since I am asking, since you are asking me, of course you're not cons The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the Purple Moor, and the highwayman came riding, riding, riding. The highwayman came riding up for the olden door, hacking away all around my mouth, theft in the house. Hello Tom, you're happy to mind John? I
think it. The hunting was good, The hunting was very good. There's a fortune of my saddle bags will can be on its way to island to fill a lot of empty Irish stump. Be careful. Those men at the corner tile are what harry. No one has ever seen the north Road the highwayman except the mask and happy who's going to link him with a slightly tipsy very happy Cardio. You never know who it is and theft to danger, but someday someone will and then what then the end? I'll give you my
word load the impian. Hello, kissed your daughter? Hellly? Did you see you might first? He kissed your daughter? Oh well, now, said guy, what's the chiefs? Look here? I hope to make that young lady and my wife some day, and I can't have her running around kissing every tomsic and high woman in the country. And will you please ask her to hurry and dress. We shall be late for Lady Catherine's ball, and I despise being late. I'll see what I can do, said guy,
which he has quite a costume to get into. Aren't you wearing a costume? I haven't had a taste for such calder roll. I wear a mask and that's the positive limit. I'll go to. Hurry on along, Tim, hurry on along? All right? All right? All right? Yeah? Oh hello father? What do you hook up the back of my dress? Please? Said guy? Is in a fierce mood. He old, funny daddy. I know he's very angry with me because I kissed the high woman. What do you will possessed you to do? A thing like
that. I don't know. Isn't it funny? Father, Except that even though we wore a mask, even though I knew he was a bandit, he was someone I recognize her. When I saw him, I thought, why. Of course, when I used to sit by the window watching the empty road in the moonlight, it was you I was watching for. And when I used to dream of someone's lips in some one's arms, it was your lips and your arms. I know it sounds foolish, but it's true. That's why I kissed him. And if he said come with me,
I think I would have gone. It's a bad business being in love with a highwayman. The best you can get out of it is the worst you can get out of anything. He all come to the same end, sooner or later, you know, best, girl said, Guy's way off. He can give you a fine home and a lot of beautiful things you've never had. Not many girls in your position in life have the opportunity to marry you so well, I know, Father, but those aren't the things I
want, so Guy would suffocate me. I want my life to be the way it was tonight, exciting and beautiful and challenging. Tonight you are flirting with death. There's no man in England more dangerous to love than the highwayman daughter, and no man in England more exciting. I hope you never see him again. I pray to God you never see him again. In fact, I forbid you to see him again. That's the old goat. Come on, father, Oh, how do I look? For the first time
since you were born? I wish you weren't so beautiful for the first time since I was born. I'm glad I am You'll never see him again. If I can help it, You'll never see him again. Come on, Darry, come yea, they're going to be lach. You know how I despise being las, Yes, said guy, I know, father, Yes, what did it miss? Who is that man sitting at that corner table? Him? Sir John Lancashire? Right? Haven't you ever seen him before? He's one of the King's close associates, very promising young men. Oh
why does he interest you? No? But for the moment I thought he was someone else. Well, good night, father, I'll be young, good night, have a good time. Your daughter is very beautiful, Landlord, She's a beautiful amount of trouble sir John, that's what she is. Why why, I'll tell you why. There is said guy Barrington ready to marry her and give her a good home. And all she can talk about is that highwayman, the highwayman. Does she know the highwayman Rascal held up
her coach to night and kissed her? Can you imagine that? Yes? Oh, yes I can. And now she finds herself in love with him. No, I shouldn't be standing here telling you all this. She's always saying I talk too much, and I suppose I do. It's heavy on my mind tonight. Oh, she's in love with the highwayman. Where is he gone? Now? She's gone to Lady Catherine's mask garage. Who since the guy's taken her up, she gets invited to all the gentry's affairs.
Well, I've got to see to my guests. Can I save you something? No, No, I think I must be leaving too. He's a prince cock hab on his forehead and a bunch of lace of his chin, a coat of claret velvet, and britches of brown dose skin, and 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 under a jeweled sky. May I have the pleasure of the swartz? Why I have a
partner. Do you want to get some refreshments? Then you're free for the moment? Yes, for the moment. You're lighter than moonlight my arm. Wasn't it rather foolish of you to come here, sir John Lancashire? Oh so you know my name? I know enough about you to hang you. Why do you say that You surely don't think I'd forget you so quickly, or that Sir Guy would Sir Guy doesn't worry me too much, And perhaps you're very worry about me. Sir. If you think I'm going to stand
by and let you rob my friends, you're fustly mistaken. I'm your prisoner. Call out, turn me over whenever you wish. Are you so sure? I will? No? But I am sure that if you do, it does matter very much what happens to me. As a matter of fact, i'd advise you to call out, my dear, It would be very wise. Why because if you don't, you will be my prisoner for the rest of your life. If I turn you over, they'll kill you. If you don't, then maybe a day when you'll die with me, because
I'll never stay away from you. Not now. Well, my dear, I cannot do it. God help us both. I cannot do it. This is my dance. I was just filling in for you, sir guy. Excuse me? Who is that mends? I don't know, you don't know, you don't know, But you're dancing with him? Yes? What's got into you to night? This kissing Bandits dancing with strangers? Or was he a stranger? Yes? He was. I'm not so sure, but for her look familiar to me. I'm sure I've seen him before somewhere.
I may have seen him earlier this season. Oh, the haireman was much taller. You're sure, I'm very sure? All right? Bet here, all right, but I'm going to keep my eye on that fellow all the What are you doing up here by yourself? It was warm in the ballroom. I wanted to be there. What are you doing up there? Looking for you? It's a beautiful night, isn't it. You could almost touch the stars. This is my kingdom and now it's yours. The world at
our feet and heaven at your fingertips. All, my darling, this is our hour to be young and in love. That's our moon in the sky, and this is our world all about us. Best I have to say it, I love you. I love you this hour and will for every hour and the end of time, My darling, My darling. Oh, it's almost midnight. They'll be unmasking soon and you'll be leaving. Take me with you. I can't. I can't take you with me, not yet. It's too dangerous. But tell me why do you steal? You don't
need the money. I do, but not for myself. I've never kept anything for myself. You see, there are people in this world who don't realize they have too much, just as there are people who don't realize they don't have enough, that they're dying too young and too poor. I steal from them. Those I take from can always spirit. Do you understand? Yes? I think I do, But it's wrong. I know it's wrong, and so do you. There must be more honorable ways you can help.
Oh, are you trying to reform me? I'd like to. I'd like to keep you safe, because you see, from tonight on my heart will be riding the highways with you and it's pretty vulnerable. An accident to you could kill it too. You're very sweet. There's something between us. I knew it this evening when you kissed me. It was like coming home. Whatever comes to one of us must come to both of us. Now it's like that, isn't it? Yes, it is like that. I
wish it wasn't, but it is like that. Good Bye for the moment. Be careful, be careful, don't get it. Get away after him. He's hencris horse. We'll never catch up in your pul up to him in just a moment. We bring you at two of the highwayman. But first a brief message from our sponsor. You know, folks, sneezes and sniffles at this time of year can ruin the most glorious day, and they
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The Highwayman came riding up to the old indoor over the cobbles. He clattered and closed in the dark inn yard, and he tapped with his whip on the shutters, but all was locked, and boyd he whistled a tune to the window. And who should be waiting there with the landlord's black eyed daughter, Bess the landlord's daughter, pleating a dark red love knot into a long black hair. We'd better walk out by the gate, down the road away. We don't want awaken farther. If he hasn't awakened now, I don't
think he will. You never can do. Oh, John has been so long for three weeks. I haven't had a word from I've been busy. I've been making plans. I've decided to become an honest man for you. There's a prize I'm after. I just one prize, and I'm taking it and then quitting. I've decided to buy a farm in the north. Would you like being a farmer's wife? I'll like being your wonderful all right,
now, here are my plans. I'll have to be off now because I belong way to ride, but i'll be here about noon tomorrow, and then we'll find a clergyman and become mister and missus farmer, and that will be the end of the Highwayman, I can't believe it. Oh, no, here here, now, what are you crying about? Maybe dreams do come true, Yes, maybe there is something to create your Indeed, maybe the prince and princess do live happily. Ever after, I've been so frightened.
I've had such dreams. I kept seeing you dead by the roadside. Wasn't that foolishoven? Yes? Very, don't you know my life as charmed? Now? Then best just on more things. If they cress me sharply, I may not get here during the day. If you don't see me at noon, look for me by moonlight. You'll surely come. I'll come to you by moonlight, though hell should bar the way. And now until tomorrow, good bye, my dark until tomorrow dark, And the dark hole in
yard a stable wicker creaked where Tim the Ostler listened. His face was white and piqued, His eyes were hollows of madness, his hair like moldy hay. But he loved the landlord's daughter, the landlord's red lip daughter, dumb as a dog. He listened, and he heard the robbers say, I'll come to thee by moonlight, though hell should bar the way. Best well, father, So John Lancashire and the Highwayman are one and the same. Doesn't that sound a little ridiculous to you? Yes, but I know it's
true. Tim the Ostler heard you a while ago. He told me your whole conversation. Bess. I want you to promise that you'll never see that man again. He's bad, he's a robber, and you're a good girl, and not for the likes of him. I'm going to see to it that he's put in prison. You must tell me where he highs. I don't know, and if I did, I wouldn't tell you. You'll have to catch him yourself. No, you'll catch him for me. He'll come to see you and then we'll have him. No, No, you can't
make me do that. Oh, you wouldn't do that. You couldn't do that. Don't you understand how I love it. It isn't love. It's a disease. You'll get over it in time. Then you'll fall in love with a decent, god fearing man. He's decent and god fearing and fine and honest. Don't you think i'd know if he weren't. No, you're young. Your judgment isn't worse much yet. Why, bess, girl, You're all I've got in the world to love. That's why I'm doing this.
Breaks my heart to hurt too, but I know it's the right thing, and I know you'll think me for it some day. Oh no, oh, father, listen to me. If he dies, there's nothing in the world for me anymore. My heart would always be empty. He's the blood that causes through me and all the pain and all the joy. He's what my eyes want most to look upon and my arms want most to embrace. He's the difference between life and death and heaven and hell. Oh don't
you understand if he dies, I want to die. Love isn't bit important best. It only seems so now when we're young, we don't really die of it. You'll have to trust me. You'll have to believe that I know what's best for you. This pain will all pass in a week or a month. There'll be someone else. Please don't do this, don't betray I love you, and I must if you do well, despise you. I'll despise you and hate you and lower you until I die. Good night,
miss, Sorry, but I'll have to lock your door. Father. 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. King George's men came marching, marching, marching. King George's men came marching up to the old indoor. Hey you the landlord. Here, I am Sam. Where's your daughter? And she's locked in her room. I'll take you up all I mean,
man, she's you'll treat her kindly, won't you. She'll be all right as long as she doesn't try to escape. All right, land lord, you can wait down and stay. I'd love to stay. We'll call you a free watching. Yes, tied to the foot of the bed, pretty wench, isn't she a little tear stained? Well, that's where it comes to having a taste for the wrong people. Have you nothing to say? Nothing? Well, tire her up for a death watch, better gagger.
I don't want to take a chance of her screaming and warning him. You would if you had the chance, wouldn't you. Yes, she bound, good and tight bound. She is all right. You and Keith take up your watch by that window high issue from there. Well, my pretty, how about a kiss for a hard working soul? Don't you all right? You're a little pepper from my taste? Anyhow? What about giving her a spot of brandy? No, I fix this gag now, I'll have
one myself. She really looks like she's keeping her watch all right. All she needs is a gun. That's a good idea. I'll tie a gun to her chest, and she'll really be a dangerous little girl. With a gun tied to her chest, her two bad hands won't be free to way she made short work of us. Here you are, lady. Now keep good watch, Now keep good watch. And they kissed her. She heard the doomed man say, look 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 swept and blood, and they stretched and sprained in the darkness. And the hours cled 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. She stood to
attention with the barrel beneath her breast. She would not resper hearing, she would not strive again for the road. Lay bear in the moonlight, blank and bear in the moonlight. And the blood of her veins in the moonlight throbbed to a love's refrain. I wonder where he is. Maybe isn't coming. Maybe someone's having a offness. Well, if they are, it isn't her head. We'll look pretty silly. Going back to London and saying, we said all night for nothing. Maybe he's gone another love, Maybe he's
not interested in this one anymore. You're here, let's him come in quiet, lond Joe whom we love to be assured it's him. We can't make a mistake there. Anybody's going him, all right. I couldn't mistake that figure in his head. Hit him, Wait till he gets a little closer. Yes, she shut herself. He's finding away. Never mind about here, how away my daughter? He turned, He spread him westward. He did not know who stood bowed with her head or the musket drenched in her
own red blood. Not until dawn he heard it, and slowly blanced to hear how best the Landlord's daughter, of the Landlord's black eyed daughter, had watched for her love in the moonlight and died in the darkness there back he spied like a madman, shrieking across the sky, with a white robe smoking behind him. His rape, your brandish high blood, redware spurs on the
golden noon. Wine red was his velvet cot. 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 her bunch of lace at his throat, and still upper Window's night, they say, when the wind is in the trees, and 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 highwoman comes riding up to the oldian door.
He whistles a tune to the windows, and who should be waiting there? Good evening, mister Hiraman, how goes the night profitably? That depends? I'm asking for a kiss? Aren't you accustomed to taking what you want? But since I am asking, since you are asking, of course, you must to have the case and the who should be waiting there? But the landlord's black eyed daughter vests the landlord's daughter gleating a dark red love knot
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