The Highwayman

For the last few weeks we have been learning about the poem The Highwayman. We have written letters in the style of the highwayman to Bess -  here's verse 3:

Over the cobbles he clattered and clashed in the dark inn-yard,

And 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 the landlord's black-eyed daughter,
Bess, the landlord's daughter,
Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her long black hair.

We are continuing this project by writing up a storyboard, then into a longer story.

To read the full poem, click on this link: The Highwayman Poem

by Umar