Mannahatta Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AB CDEFGHIJKLMNOGPQRSTA UU| I was asking for something specific and perfect for my city | A |
| Whereupon lo upsprang the aboriginal name | B |
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| Now I see what there is in a name a word liquid sane unruly musical self sufficient | C |
| I see that the word of my city is that word up there | D |
| Because I see that word nested in nests of water bays superb with tall and wonderful spires | E |
| Rich hemm'd thick all around with sailships and steamships an island sixteen miles long solid founded | F |
| Numberless crowded streets high growths of iron slender strong light splendidly uprising toward clear skies | G |
| Tide swift and ample well loved by me toward sundown | H |
| The flowing sea currents the little islands larger adjoining islands the heights the villas | I |
| The countless masts the white shore steamers the lighters the ferry boats the black sea steamers well model'd | J |
| The down town streets the jobbers' houses of business the houses of business of the ship merchants and money brokers the river streets | K |
| Immigrants arriving fifteen or twenty thousand in a week | L |
| The carts hauling goods the manly race of drivers of horses the brown faced sailors | M |
| The summer air the bright sun shining and the sailing clouds aloft | N |
| The winter snows the sleigh bells the broken ice in the river passing along up or down with the flood tide or ebb tide | O |
| The mechanics of the city the masters well form'd beautiful faced looking you straight in the eyes | G |
| Trottoirs throng'd vehicles Broadway the women the shops and shows | P |
| The parades processions bugles playing flags flying drums beating | Q |
| A million people manners free and superb open voices hospitality the most courageous and friendly young men | R |
| The free city no slaves no owners of slaves | S |
| The beautiful city the city of hurried and sparkling waters the city of spires and masts | T |
| The city nested in bays my city | A |
| The city of such women I am mad to be with them I will return after death to be with them | U |
| The city of such young men I swear I cannot live happy without I often go talk walk eat drink sleep with them | U |
Walt Whitman
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