They rode right out of the morning sun--
A glimmering, glittering cavalcade
Of knights and ladies and every one
In princely sheen arrayed;
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A marvelously penned story poem reflecting the royal advent of autumn, the king of seasons with the magnificent retinue provided by the nature itself. Thanks for sharing it here.
The first line makes the reader think of running out of time when there is no time left: 'They rode right out of the morning sun'. People need an enlightenment coming from above (the direction is ''ahead'' and the plume is red) .The need of sacrifice is underlined through the word 'bled' -this bleeding is a red bloom from the water 'of the everglade') . The most suggestive line is this one: 'And they rode high over the dewy lawn'. This red of sacrifice has hues because this bleeding suffering is mixed with the happiness when we approach The Lord. Another color specified in the poem is gold: 'the morning sun', 'a helmet of gold', 'golden reins', 'Intensest gold' suggesting the temple of God, 'And Autumn is here again'. To use this path of life, they need to 'rode on/In splendor, two and two; ', they have 'golden reins'. like a painter, the poet uses the color to express more clearly his ideas. Blue is a color of light. People are candles alive: 'the sun on their glossy hides/Flickered and lightened and glanced'. They need purity: 'the proud king glanced at her/ As one at a wilful child'. They need to fight for their goal: 'And the banners flapped, and the falcon too, /And the lances flashed and the bugle blew'. Woodrow Wilson wrote that James Whitcomb Riley was “a man who imparted joyful pleasure and a thoughtful view of many things that other men would have missed”.
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.