Salut Au Monde Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCD AEFEAGHIJK LMNOPQRMSTU A EVWXYZA2B2C2D2E2F2G2 H2G2EI2J2K2ML2G2M2N2 FO2P2AVN2MQ2R2MS2T2U 2LV2G2W2G2N2 AA2 S2IMX2N2G2G2Y2V KKZ2KKKKMMKG2OKMKKG2 U2A2U2VG2MKKMG2 G2MG2K A3KB3A2B3KA2WMKG2G2M KKMG2MG2MKAC3A2M D3E3MF3M D3KK D3| O TAKE my hand Walt Whitman | A |
| Such gliding wonders such sights and sounds | B |
| Such join'd unended links each hook'd to the next | C |
| Each answering all each sharing the earth with all | D |
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| What widens within you Walt Whitman | A |
| What waves and soils exuding | E |
| What climes what persons and lands are here | F |
| Who are the infants some playing some slumbering | E |
| Who are the girls who are the married women | A |
| Who are the groups of old men going slowly with their arms about each | G |
| other's necks | H |
| What rivers are these what forests and fruits are these | I |
| What are the mountains call'd that rise so high in the mists | J |
| What myriads of dwellings are they fill'd with dwellers | K |
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| Within me latitude widens longitude lengthens | L |
| Asia Africa Europe are to the east America is provided for in the | M |
| west | N |
| Banding the bulge of the earth winds the hot equator | O |
| Curiously north and south turn the axis ends | P |
| Within me is the longest day the sun wheels in slanting rings it | Q |
| does not set for months | R |
| Stretch'd in due time within me the midnight sun just rises above the | M |
| horizon and sinks again | S |
| Within me zones seas cataracts plants volcanoes groups | T |
| Malaysia Polynesia and the great West Indian islands | U |
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| What do you hear Walt Whitman | A |
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| I hear the workman singing and the farmer's wife singing | E |
| I hear in the distance the sounds of children and of animals early | V |
| in the day | W |
| I hear quick rifle cracks from the riflemen of East Tennessee and | X |
| Kentucky hunting on hills | Y |
| I hear emulous shouts of Australians pursuing the wild horse | Z |
| I hear the Spanish dance with castanets in the chestnut shade to | A2 |
| the rebeck and guitar | B2 |
| I hear continual echoes from the Thames | C2 |
| I hear fierce French liberty songs | D2 |
| I hear of the Italian boat sculler the musical recitative of old | E2 |
| poems | F2 |
| I hear the Virginia plantation chorus of negroes of a harvest night | G2 |
| in the glare of pine knots | H2 |
| I hear the strong baritone of the 'long shore men of Mannahatta | G2 |
| I hear the stevedores unlading the cargoes and singing | E |
| I hear the screams of the water fowl of solitary north west lakes | I2 |
| I hear the rustling pattering of locusts as they strike the grain | J2 |
| and grass with the showers of their terrible clouds | K2 |
| I hear the Coptic refrain toward sundown pensively falling on the | M |
| breast of the black venerable vast mother the Nile | L2 |
| I hear the bugles of raft tenders on the streams of Kanada | G2 |
| I hear the chirp of the Mexican muleteer and the bells of the mule | M2 |
| I hear the Arab muezzin calling from the top of the mosque | N2 |
| I hear the Christian priests at the altars of their churches I hear | F |
| the responsive bass and soprano | O2 |
| I hear the wail of utter despair of the white hair'd Irish | P2 |
| grandparents when they learn the death of their grandson | A |
| I hear the cry of the Cossack and the sailor's voice putting to sea | V |
| at Okotsk | N2 |
| I hear the wheeze of the slave coffle as the slaves march on as the | M |
| husky gangs pass on by twos and threes fasten'd together with | Q2 |
| wrist chains and ankle chains | R2 |
| I hear the entreaties of women tied up for punishment I hear the | M |
| sibilant whisk of thongs through the air | S2 |
| I hear the Hebrew reading his records and psalms | T2 |
| I hear the rhythmic myths of the Greeks and the strong legends of | U2 |
| the Romans | L |
| I hear the tale of the divine life and bloody death of the beautiful | V2 |
| God the Christ | G2 |
| I hear the Hindoo teaching his favorite pupil the loves wars | W2 |
| adages transmitted safely to this day from poets who wrote | G2 |
| three thousand years ago | N2 |
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| What do you see Walt Whitman | A |
| Who are they you salute and that one after another salute you | A2 |
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| I see a great round wonder rolling through the air | S2 |
| I see diminute farms hamlets ruins grave yards jails factories | I |
| palaces hovels huts of barbarians tents of nomads upon the | M |
| surface | X2 |
| I see the shaded part on one side where the sleepers are sleeping | N2 |
| and the sun lit part on the other side | G2 |
| I see the curious silent change of the light and shade | G2 |
| I see distant lands as real and near to the inhabitants of them as | Y2 |
| my land is to me | V |
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| I see plenteous waters | K |
| I see mountain peaks I see the sierras of Andes and Alleghanies | K |
| where they range | Z2 |
| I see plainly the Himalayas Chian Shahs Altays Ghauts | K |
| I see the giant pinnacles of Elbruz Kazbek Bazardjusi | K |
| I see the Rocky Mountains and the Peak of Winds | K |
| I see the Styrian Alps and the Karnac Alps | K |
| I see the Pyrenees Balks Carpathians and to the north the | M |
| Dofrafields and off at sea Mount Hecla | M |
| I see Vesuvius and Etna I see the Anahuacs | K |
| I see the Mountains of the Moon and the Snow Mountains and the Red | G2 |
| Mountains of Madagascar | O |
| I see the Vermont hills and the long string of Cordilleras | K |
| I see the vast deserts of Western America | M |
| I see the Lybian Arabian and Asiatic deserts | K |
| I see huge dreadful Arctic and Antarctic icebergs | K |
| I see the superior oceans and the inferior ones the Atlantic and | G2 |
| Pacific the sea of Mexico the Brazilian sea and the sea of | U2 |
| Peru | A2 |
| The Japan waters those of Hindostan the China Sea and the Gulf of | U2 |
| Guinea | V |
| The spread of the Baltic Caspian Bothnia the British shores and | G2 |
| the Bay of Biscay | M |
| The clear sunn'd Mediterranean and from one to another of its | K |
| islands | K |
| The inland fresh tasted seas of North America | M |
| The White Sea and the sea around Greenland | G2 |
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| I behold the mariners of the world | G2 |
| Some are in storms some in the night with the watch on the look | M |
| out | G2 |
| Some drifting helplessly some with contagious diseases | K |
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| I behold the sail and steamships of the world some in clusters in | A3 |
| port some on their voyages | K |
| Some double the Cape of Storms some Cape Verde others Cape | B3 |
| Guardafui Bon or Bajadore | A2 |
| Others Dondra Head others pass the Straits of Sunda others Cape | B3 |
| Lopatka others Behring's Straits | K |
| Others Cape Horn others sail the Gulf of Mexico or along Cuba or | A2 |
| Hayti others Hudson's Bay or Baffin's Bay | W |
| Others pass the Straits of Dover others enter the Wash others the | M |
| Firth of Solway others round Cape Clear others the Land's | K |
| End | G2 |
| Others traverse the Zuyder Zee or the Scheld | G2 |
| Others add to the exits and entrances at Sandy Hook | M |
| Others to the comers and goers at Gibraltar or the Dardanelles | K |
| Others sternly push their way through the northern winter packs | K |
| Others descend or ascend the Obi or the Lena | M |
| Others the Niger or the Congo others the Indus the Burampooter and | G2 |
| Cambodia | M |
| Others wait at the wharves of Manhattan steam'd up ready to start | G2 |
| Wait swift and swarthy in the ports of Australia | M |
| Wait at Liverpool Glasgow Dublin Marseilles Lisbon Naples | K |
| Hamburg Bremen Bordeaux the Hague Copenhagen | A |
| Wait at Valparaiso Rio Janeiro Panama | C3 |
| Wait at their moorings at Boston Philadelphia Baltimore | A2 |
| Charleston New Orleans Galveston San Francisco | M |
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| I see the tracks of the rail roads of the earth | D3 |
| I see them welding State to State city to city through North | E3 |
| America | M |
| I see them in Great Britain I see them in Europe | F3 |
| I see them in Asia and in Africa | M |
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| I see the electric telegraphs of the earth | D3 |
| I see the filaments of the news of the wars deaths losses gains | K |
| passions of my race | K |
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| I see the long river stripes of the earth | D3 |
Walt Whitman
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