Rise, O Days Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGGHGAGIJEKLMJG G GNGGEOJPGQGRGGSGPETE UQ VGGWGGGGGGXPGGGGLWGG YGGG| RISE O days from your fathomless deeps till you loftier fiercer | A |
| sweep | B |
| Long for my soul hungering gymnastic I devour'd what the earth gave | C |
| me | D |
| Long I roam'd the woods of the north long I watch'd Niagara pouring | E |
| I travel'd the prairies over and slept on their breast I cross'd | F |
| the Nevadas I cross'd the plateaus | G |
| I ascended the towering rocks along the Pacific I sail'd out to sea | G |
| I sail'd through the storm I was refresh'd by the storm | H |
| I watch'd with joy the threatening maws of the waves | G |
| I mark'd the white combs where they career'd so high curling over | A |
| I heard the wind piping I saw the black clouds | G |
| Saw from below what arose and mounted O superb O wild as my heart | I |
| and powerful | J |
| Heard the continuous thunder as it bellow'd after the lightning | E |
| Noted the slender and jagged threads of lightning as sudden and fast | K |
| amid the din they chased each other across the sky | L |
| These and such as these I elate saw saw with wonder yet | M |
| pensive and masterful | J |
| All the menacing might of the globe uprisen around me | G |
| Yet there with my soul I fed I fed content supercilious | G |
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| 'Twas well O soul 'twas a good preparation you gave me | G |
| Now we advance our latent and ampler hunger to fill | N |
| Now we go forth to receive what the earth and the sea never gave us | G |
| Not through the mighty woods we go but through the mightier cities | G |
| Something for us is pouring now more than Niagara pouring | E |
| Torrents of men sources and rills of the Northwest are you indeed | O |
| inexhaustible | J |
| What to pavements and homesteads here what were those storms of the | P |
| mountains and sea | G |
| What to passions I witness around me to day Was the sea risen | Q |
| Was the wind piping the pipe of death under the black clouds | G |
| Lo from deeps more unfathomable something more deadly and savage | R |
| Manhattan rising advancing with menacing front Cincinnati | G |
| Chicago unchain'd | G |
| What was that swell I saw on the ocean behold what comes here | S |
| How it climbs with daring feet and hands how it dashes | G |
| How the true thunder bellows after the lightning how bright the | P |
| flashes of lightning | E |
| How DEMOCRACY with desperate vengeful port strides on shown through | T |
| the dark by those flashes of lightning | E |
| Yet a mournful wail and low sob I fancied I heard through the dark | U |
| In a lull of the deafening confusion | Q |
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| Thunder on stride on Democracy strike with vengeful stroke | V |
| And do you rise higher than ever yet O days O cities | G |
| Crash heavier heavier yet O storms you have done me good | G |
| My soul prepared in the mountains absorbs your immortal strong | W |
| nutriment | G |
| Long had I walk'd my cities my country roads through farms only | G |
| half satisfied | G |
| One doubt nauseous undulating like a snake crawl'd on the ground | G |
| before me | G |
| Continually preceding my steps turning upon me oft ironically | G |
| hissing low | X |
| The cities I loved so well I abandon'd and left I sped to the | P |
| certainties suitable to me | G |
| Hungering hungering hungering for primal energies and Nature's | G |
| dauntlessness | G |
| I refresh'd myself with it only I could relish it only | G |
| I waited the bursting forth of the pent fire on the water and air I | L |
| waited long | W |
| But now I no longer wait I am fully satisfied I am glutted | G |
| I have witness'd the true lightning I have witness'd my cities | G |
| electric | Y |
| I have lived to behold man burst forth and warlike America rise | G |
| Hence I will seek no more the food of the northern solitary wilds | G |
| No more on the mountains roam or sail the stormy sea | G |
Walt Whitman
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