A Proadway Pageant Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCD EEEFGHE IJEKLMNFOPEEMQRSJFNT DU EEVU UEDIWU NDHX EYESZNIA2D EEA2B2C2D2NNE2NFNF2G 2JNANEETA2H2 EEEI2EEEPJ2J2EK2ENEE EJ2H2L2H2 EDJ2J2 EL2F2J2H2E HJ2M2N2J2 EJ2O2E

OVER the western sea hither from Niphon comeA
Courteous the swart cheek'd two sworded envoysB
Leaning back in their open barouches bare headed impassiveC
Ride to day through ManhattanD
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LibertadE
I do not know whether others behold what I beholdE
In the procession along with the nobles of Asia the errandE
bearersF
Bringing up the rear hovering above around or in the ranksG
marchingH
But I will sing you a song of what I behold LibertadE
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When million footed Manhattan unpent descends to her pavementsI
When the thunder cracking guns arouse me with the proud roar I loveJ
When the round mouth'd guns out of the smoke and smell I love spitE
their salutesK
When the fire flashing guns have fully alerted me when heaven cloudsL
canopy my city with a delicate thin hazeM
When gorgeous the countless straight stems the forests at theN
wharves thicken with colorsF
When every ship richly drest carries her flag at the peakO
When pennants trail and street festoons hang from the windowsP
When Broadway is entirely given up to foot passengers and footE
standers when the mass is densestE
When the fa ades of the houses are alive with people when eyes gazeM
riveted tens of thousands at a timeQ
When the guests from the islands advance when the pageant movesR
forward visibleS
When the summons is made when the answer that waited thousands ofJ
years answersF
I too arising answering descend to the pavements merge with theN
crowd and gaze with themT
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Superb faced ManhattanD
Comrade Americanos to us then at last the Orient comesU
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To us my cityE
Where our tall topt marble and iron beauties range on oppositeE
sides to walk in the space betweenV
To day our Antipodes comesU
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The Originatress comesU
The nest of languages the bequeather of poems the race of eldE
Florid with blood pensive rapt with musings hot with passionD
Sultry with perfume with ample and flowing garmentsI
With sunburnt visage with intense soul and glittering eyesW
The race of Brahma comesU
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See my cantabile these and more are flashing to us from theN
processionD
As it moves changing a kaleidoscope divine it moves changingH
before usX
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For not the envoys nor the tann'd Japanee from his island onlyE
Lithe and silent the Hindoo appears the Asiatic continent itselfY
appears the Past the deadE
The murky night morning of wonder and fable inscrutableS
The envelop'd mysteries the old and unknown hive beesZ
The North the sweltering South eastern Assyria the Hebrews theN
Ancient of AncientsI
Vast desolated cities the gliding Present all of these and moreA2
are in the pageant processionD
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Geography the world is in itE
The Great Sea the brood of islands Polynesia the coast beyondE
The coast you henceforth are facing you Libertad from yourA2
Western golden shoresB2
The countries there with their populations the millions en masseC2
are curiously hereD2
The swarming market places the temples with idols ranged along theN
sides or at the end bonze brahmin and lamaN
The mandarin farmer merchant mechanic and fishermanE2
The singing girl and the dancing girl the ecstatic person theN
secluded EmperorsF
Confucius himself the great poets and heroes the warriors theN
castes allF2
Trooping up crowding from all directions from the Altay mountainsG2
From Thibet from the four winding and far flowing rivers ofJ
ChinaN
From the Southern peninsulas and the demi continental islands fromA
MalaysiaN
These and whatever belongs to them palpable show forth to me andE
are seiz'd by meE
And I am seiz'd by them and friendlily held by themT
Till as here them all I chant Libertad for themselves and forA2
youH2
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For I too raising my voice join the ranks of this pageantE
I am the chanter I chant aloud over the pageantE
I chant the world on my Western SeaE
I chant copious the islands beyond thick as stars in the skyI2
I chant the new empire grander than any before As in a vision itE
comes to meE
I chant America the Mistress I chant a greater supremacyE
I chant projected a thousand blooming cities yet in time on thoseP
groups of sea islandsJ2
I chant my sail ships and steam ships threading the archipelagoesJ2
I chant my stars and stripes fluttering in the windE
I chant commerce opening the sleep of ages having done its workK2
races reborn refresh'dE
Lives works resumed The object I know not but the old theN
Asiatic renew'd as it must beE
Commencing from this day surrounded by the worldE
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And you Libertad of the worldE
You shall sit in the middle well pois'd thousands of yearsJ2
As to day from one side the nobles of Asia come to youH2
As to morrow from the other side the Queen of England sends herL2
eldest son to youH2
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The sign is reversing the orb is enclosedE
The ring is circled the journey is doneD
The box lid is but perceptibly open'd nevertheless the perfume poursJ2
copiously out of the whole boxJ2
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Young LibertadE
With the venerable Asia the all motherL2
Be considerate with her now and ever hot Libertad for you are allF2
Bend your proud neck to the long off mother now sending messagesJ2
over the archipelagoes to youH2
Bend your proud neck low for once young LibertadE
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Were the children straying westward so long so wide the trampingH
Were the precedent dim ages debouching westward from Paradise soJ2
longM2
Were the centuries steadily footing it that way all the whileN2
unknown for you for reasonsJ2
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They are justified they are accomplish'd they shall now be turn'dE
the other way also to travel toward you thenceJ2
They shall now also march obediently eastward for your sakeO2
LibertadE

Walt Whitman



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