American Feuillage Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKLCMNCOPQR SOTPUVWTXYHTZHTFOA2B 2HC2EHHTEFFTETTHD2D2 E2GHF2G2D2HH2HHTTHBF HFHUI2FTHHEHJ2TTFFOK 2ULL2L2FC2FM2FTHHFN2 FN2FFJ2HO2CHHHN2HHHZ ETHN2MHLLP2FM2HCHFHO| AMERICA always | A |
| Always our own feuillage | B |
| Always Florida's green peninsula Always the priceless delta of | C |
| Louisiana Always the cotton fields of Alabama and Texas | D |
| Always California's golden hills and hollows and the silver | E |
| mountains of New Mexico Always soft breath'd Cuba | F |
| Always the vast slope drain'd by the Southern Sea inseparable with | G |
| the slopes drain'd by the Eastern and Western Seas | H |
| The area the eighty third year of These States the three and a half | I |
| millions of square miles | J |
| The eighteen thousand miles of sea coast and bay coast on the main | K |
| the thirty thousand miles of river navigation | L |
| The seven millions of distinct families and the same number of | C |
| dwellings Always these and more branching forth into | M |
| numberless branches | N |
| Always the free range and diversity always the continent of | C |
| Democracy | O |
| Always the prairies pastures forests vast cities travelers | P |
| Kanada the snows | Q |
| Always these compact lands lands tied at the hips with the belt | R |
| stringing the huge oval lakes | S |
| Always the West with strong native persons the increasing density | O |
| there the habitans friendly threatening ironical scorning | T |
| invaders | P |
| All sights South North East all deeds promiscuously done at all | U |
| times | V |
| All characters movements growths a few noticed myriads unnoticed | W |
| Through Mannahatta's streets I walking these things gathering | T |
| On interior rivers by night in the glare of pine knots steamboats | X |
| wooding up | Y |
| Sunlight by day on the valley of the Susquehanna and on the valleys | H |
| of the Potomac and Rappahannock and the valleys of the Roanoke | T |
| and Delaware | Z |
| In their northerly wilds beasts of prey haunting the Adirondacks | H |
| the hills or lapping the Saginaw waters to drink | T |
| In a lonesome inlet a sheldrake lost from the flock sitting on the | F |
| water rocking silently | O |
| In farmers' barns oxen in the stable their harvest labor done they | A2 |
| rest standing they are too tired | B2 |
| Afar on arctic ice the she walrus lying drowsily while her cubs | H |
| play around | C2 |
| The hawk sailing where men have not yet sail'd the farthest polar | E |
| sea ripply crystalline open beyond the floes | H |
| White drift spooning ahead where the ship in the tempest dashes | H |
| On solid land what is done in cities as the bells all strike | T |
| midnight together | E |
| In primitive woods the sounds there also sounding the howl of the | F |
| wolf the scream of the panther and the hoarse bellow of the | F |
| elk | T |
| In winter beneath the hard blue ice of Moosehead Lake in summer | E |
| visible through the clear waters the great trout swimming | T |
| In lower latitudes in warmer air in the Carolinas the large black | T |
| buzzard floating slowly high beyond the tree tops | H |
| Below the red cedar festoon'd with tylandria the pines and | D2 |
| cypresses growing out of the white sand that spreads far and | D2 |
| flat | E2 |
| Rude boats descending the big Pedee climbing plants parasites with | G |
| color'd flowers and berries enveloping huge trees | H |
| The waving drapery on the live oak trailing long and low | F2 |
| noiselessly waved by the wind | G2 |
| The camp of Georgia wagoners just after dark the supper fires and | D2 |
| the cooking and eating by whites and negroes | H |
| Thirty or forty great wagons the mules cattle horses feeding from | H2 |
| troughs | H |
| The shadows gleams up under the leaves of the old sycamore trees | H |
| the flames with the black smoke from the pitch pine curling | T |
| and rising | T |
| Southern fishermen fishing the sounds and inlets of North Carolina's | H |
| coast the shad fishery and the herring fishery the large | B |
| sweep seines the windlasses on shore work'd by horses the | F |
| clearing curing and packing houses | H |
| Deep in the forest in piney woods turpentine dropping from the | F |
| incisions in the trees There are the turpentine works | H |
| There are the negroes at work in good health the ground in all | U |
| directions is cover'd with pine straw | I2 |
| In Tennessee and Kentucky slaves busy in the coalings at the | F |
| forge by the furnace blaze or at the corn shucking | T |
| In Virginia the planter's son returning after a long absence | H |
| joyfully welcom'd and kiss'd by the aged mulatto nurse | H |
| On rivers boatmen safely moor'd at night fall in their boats under | E |
| shelter of high banks | H |
| Some of the younger men dance to the sound of the banjo or fiddle | J2 |
| others sit on the gunwale smoking and talking | T |
| Late in the afternoon the mocking bird the American mimic singing | T |
| in the Great Dismal Swamp there are the greenish waters the | F |
| resinous odor the plenteous moss the cypress tree and the | F |
| juniper tree | O |
| Northward young men of Mannahatta the target company from an | K2 |
| excursion returning home at evening the musket muzzles all | U |
| bear bunches of flowers presented by women | L |
| Children at play or on his father's lap a young boy fallen asleep | L2 |
| how his lips move how he smiles in his sleep | L2 |
| The scout riding on horseback over the plains west of the | F |
| Mississippi he ascends a knoll and sweeps his eye around | C2 |
| California life the miner bearded dress'd in his rude costume the | F |
| stanch California friendship the sweet air the graves one in | M2 |
| passing meets solitary just aside the horsepath | F |
| Down in Texas the cotton field the negro cabins drivers driving | T |
| mules or oxen before rude carts cotton bales piled on banks | H |
| and wharves | H |
| Encircling all vast darting up and wide the American Soul with | F |
| equal hemispheres one Love one Dilation or Pride | N2 |
| In arriere the peace talk with the Iroquois the aborigines the | F |
| calumet the pipe of good will arbitration and indorsement | N2 |
| The sachem blowing the smoke first toward the sun and then toward the | F |
| earth | F |
| The drama of the scalp dance enacted with painted faces and guttural | J2 |
| exclamations | H |
| The setting out of the war party the long and stealthy march | O2 |
| The single file the swinging hatchets the surprise and slaughter of | C |
| enemies | H |
| All the acts scenes ways persons attitudes of These States | H |
| reminiscences all institutions | H |
| All These States compact Every square mile of These States without | N2 |
| excepting a particle you also me also | H |
| Me pleas'd rambling in lanes and country fields Paumanok's fields | H |
| Me observing the spiral flight of two little yellow butterflies | H |
| shuffling between each other ascending high in the air | Z |
| The darting swallow the destroyer of insects the fall traveler | E |
| southward but returning northward early in the spring | T |
| The country boy at the close of the day driving the herd of cows | H |
| and shouting to them as they loiter to browse by the road side | N2 |
| The city wharf Boston Philadelphia Baltimore Charleston New | M |
| Orleans San Francisco | H |
| The departing ships when the sailors heave at the capstan | L |
| Evening me in my room the setting sun | L |
| The setting summer sun shining in my open window showing the swarm | P2 |
| of flies suspended balancing in the air in the centre of the | F |
| room darting athwart up and down casting swift shadows in | M2 |
| specks on the opposite wall where the shine is | H |
| The athletic American matron speaking in public to crowds of | C |
| listeners | H |
| Males females immigrants combinations the copiousness the | F |
| individuality of The States each for itself the money makers | H |
| Factories machinery | O |
Walt Whitman
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