Whenever the moon and stars are set, Whenever the wind is high, All night long in the dark and wet, A man goes riding by. Late in the night when the fires are out, Why does he gallop and gallop about? Whenever the trees are crying aloud, And ships are tossed at sea, By, on the highway, low and loud, By at the gallop goes he. By at the gallop he goes, and then By he comes back at the gallop again. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN A SWEDISH GRAVEYARD by EMMA LAZARUS TWO LIVES: CONCLUSION. INDIAN SUMMER by WILLIAM ELLERY LEONARD JEANIE MORRISON by WILLIAM MOTHERWELL THE KNIGHTS: DEMOS AND HIS FLATTERER by ARISTOPHANES INVITES HIS NYMPH TO HIS COTTAGE by PHILIP AYRES THE SEAGULL by HERBERT BASHFORD |