Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE KING, by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY



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THE KING, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: They rode right out of the morning sun
Last Line: And autumn is here again.
Alternate Author Name(s): Johnson Of Boone, Benj. F.
Subject(s): Autumn; Courts & Courtiers; Knights & Knighthood; Seasons; Fall


THEY rode right out of the morning sun --
A glimmering, glittering cavalcade
Of knights and ladies, and every one
In princely sheen arrayed;
And the king of them all, O he rode ahead,
With a helmet of gold, and a plume of red
That spurted about in the breeze and bled
In the bloom of the everglade.

And they rode high over the dewy lawn,
With brave, glad banners of every hue
That rolled in ripples, as they rode on
In splendor, two and two;
And the tinkling links of the golden reins
Of the steeds they rode rang such refrains
As the castanets in a dream of Spain's
Intensest gold and blue.

And they rode and rode; and the steeds they neighed
And pranced, and the sun on their glossy hides
Flickered and lightened and glanced and played
Like the moon on rippling tides;
And their manes were silken, and thick and strong,
And their tails were flossy, and fetlock-long,
And jostled in time to the teeming throng,
And their knightly song besides.
Clank of scabbard and jingle of spur,
And the fluttering sash of the queen went wild
In the wind, and the proud king glanced at her
As one at a wilful child, --
And as knight and lady away they flew,
And the banners flapped, and the falcon, too,
And the lances flashed and the bugle blew,
He kissed his hand and smiled. --

And then, like a slanting sunlit shower,
The pageant glittered across the plain,
And the turf spun back, and the wild-weed flower
Was only a crimson stain.
And a dreamer's eyes they are downward cast,
As he blends these words with the wailing blast:
"It is the King of the Year rides past!"
And Autumn is here again.





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