I watched the Captains A-riding, riding Down the years; The men of mystic grip Of soul, a-riding Between a hedge of spears. I saw their banners A-floating, floating Over all, Till each of them had passed, And Christ came riding A donkey lean and small. I watched the Captains A-turning, staring, Proud and set, At Christ a-riding there— So calmly riding The Road men can't forget. I watched the Captains Dismounting, waiting— None now led— The Captains bowing low! The Caesars waiting! While Christ rode on ahead. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THEY PRAISE THE SUN by JOHN CROWE RANSOM RECESSIONAL by RUDYARD KIPLING WILD SWANS by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY THE MAHOGANY TREE by WILLIAM MAKEPEACE THACKERAY MY DEMAND by MARION L. BERTRAND LAST WORDS by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON THE WANDERER: 5. IN HOLLAND: THE PEDLER by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |