IN the Shenandoah Valley, one rider gray and one rider blue, and the sun on the riders wondering. Piled in the Shenandoah, riders blue and riders gray, piled with shovels, one and another, dust in the Shenandoah taking them quicker than mothers take children done with play. The blue nobody remembers, the gray nobody remembers, it's all old and old nowadays in the Shenandoah. ..... And all is young, a butter of dandelions slung on the turf, climbing blue flowers of the wishing woodlands wondering: a midnight purple violet claims the sun among old heads, among old dreams of repeating heads of a rider blue and a rider gray in the Shenandoah. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN A BYE-CANAL by HERMAN MELVILLE ON THE SITE OF A MULBERRY-TREE PLANTED BY SHAKESPEARE ... by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI HILL MAN'S BURIAL by LILLIAN M. (PETTES) AINSWORTH THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 49. FAREWELL TO JULIET (11) by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT UPON YE SIGHT OF MY ABORTIVE BIRTH YE 31TH: OF DECEMBER 1657 by MARY CAREY A WRITTEN LESSON by S. W. CHAMBERLAIN THE CASTLE OF BONCOURT by ADELBERT VON CHAMISSO OLNEY HYMNS: 44. PRAYER FOR PATIENCE by WILLIAM COWPER TO THE HONORABLE GENTLEMAN, MASTER TOURNEY HIS ... TUTOR by RICHARD CRASHAW |