The Highwayman by Alfred Noyes is a tragic, striking poem. Part goes like -
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 Bess, the landlord`s daughter, The landlord`s black-eyed daughter, plaiting a dark-red love-knot into her long black hair.
Then,
She loosened her hair in the casement, his face burned like a brand, (and I think then "and he kissed her hair in the moonlight...and galloped away to the west" - I`m quoting this more or less accurately from memory).
In about the early 1980s, British author/illustrator Charles Keeping made a picturebook of this in black and white. The pictures strikingly compliment the words. Bess is shown innocently braiding a long strip of something within her hair, and after it flows down to the "gallant" highwayman in an elegant cascade as he kisses it.
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