The Poetry Pages
Love (6)
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 i' 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.
-- Alfred Noyes. The Highwayman.
Was aus Liebe gethan wird,
geschieht immer jenseits von Gut und Böse.
[That which is done out of love,
always takes place beyond good and evil.]
-- Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche. JGB, 4:153.
- Retro Sathanas
- Black-Eyed Susan
- Timid Tear
- Absence (5)
- The Princess
- Alexis Calls Me Cruel
- What Ails This Heart O'Mine?
- I Fought With Love
- Love And Folly
- A Summer Ramble
- Has Summer Come Without The Rose?
- The Appeal (3)
- The Treasure
- To Julia
- Come To Me, Dearest
- Agatha
- Love's Suicide
- Ashes of Roses
- The Wife To Her Husband
- The Highwayman
- Changes
- Danny Boy
- If Death Is Kind
