The City That Will Not Repent Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEFE AGDGHAIA JKLKMFEF NOMOPQRQESMS TUEUAVWVXSRS AKWKXYTY CZHZ| Climbing the heights of Berkeley | A |
| Nightly I watch the West | B |
| There lies new San Francisco | C |
| Sea maid in purple dressed | B |
| Wearing a dancer's girdle | D |
| All to inflame desire | E |
| Scorning her days of sackcloth | F |
| Scorning her cleansing fire | E |
| - | |
| See like a burning city | A |
| Sets now the red sun's dome | G |
| See mystic firebrands sparkle | D |
| There on each store and home | G |
| See how the golden gateway | H |
| Burns with the day to be | A |
| Torch bearing fiends of portent | I |
| Loom o'er the earth and sea | A |
| - | |
| Not by the earthquake daunted | J |
| Nor by new fears made tame | K |
| Painting her face and laughing | L |
| Plays she a new found game | K |
| Here on her half cool cinders | M |
| 'Frisco abides in mirth | F |
| Planning the wildest splendor | E |
| Ever upon the earth | F |
| - | |
| Here on this crumbling rock ledge | N |
| 'Frisco her all will stake | O |
| Blowing her bubble towers | M |
| Swearing they will not break | O |
| Rearing her Fair transcendent | P |
| Singing with piercing art | Q |
| Calling to Ancient Asia | R |
| Wooing young Europe's heart | Q |
| Here where her God has scourged her | E |
| Wantoning singing sweet | S |
| Waiting her mad bad lovers | M |
| Here by the judgment seat | S |
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| 'Frisco God's doughty foeman | T |
| Scorns and blasphemes him strong | U |
| Tho' he again should smite her | E |
| She would not slack her song | U |
| Nay she would shriek and rally | A |
| 'Frisco would ten times rise | V |
| Not till her last tower crumbles | W |
| Not till her last rose dies | V |
| Not till the coast sinks seaward | X |
| Not till the cold tides beat | S |
| Over the high white Shasta | R |
| 'Frisco will cry defeat | S |
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| God loves this rebel city | A |
| Loves foemen brisk and game | K |
| Tho' just to please the angels | W |
| He may send down his flame | K |
| God loves the golden leopard | X |
| Tho' he may spoil her lair | Y |
| God smites yet loves the lion | T |
| God makes the panther fair | Y |
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| Dance then wild guests of 'Frisco | C |
| Yellow bronze white and red | Z |
| Dance by the golden gateway | H |
| Dance tho' he smite you dead | Z |
Vachel Lindsay
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