Sing Of The Banner At Day-break Poem Rhyme Scheme

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POET	A
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O A new song a free song	B
Flapping flapping flapping flapping by sounds by voices clearer	C
By the wind's voice and that of the drum	D
By the banner's voice and child's voice and sea's voice and	E
father's voice	F
Low on the ground and high in the air	G
On the ground where father and child stand	H
In the upward air where their eyes turn	I
Where the banner at day break is flapping	J
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Words book words what are you	K
Words no more for hearken and see	L
My song is there in the open air and I must sing	J
With the banner and pennant a flapping	J
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I'll weave the chord and twine in	M
Man's desire and babe's desire I'll twine them in I'll put in life	N
I'll put the bayonet's flashing point I'll let bullets and slugs	O
whizz	O
As one carrying a symbol and menace far into the future	C
Crying with trumpet voice Arouse and beware Beware and arouse	O
I'll pour the verse with streams of blood full of volition full of	P
joy	Q
Then loosen launch forth to go and compete	R
With the banner and pennant a flapping	J
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PENNANT	S
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Come up here bard bard	T
Come up here soul soul	U
Come up here dear little child	V
To fly in the clouds and winds with me and play with the measureless	O
light	W
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CHILD	V
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Father what is that in the sky beckoning to me with long finger	C
And what does it say to me all the while	X
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FATHER	C
	-
Nothing my babe you see in the sky	Y
And nothing at all to you it says But look you my babe	Z
Look at these dazzling things in the houses and see you the money	L
shops opening	J
And see you the vehicles preparing to crawl along the streets with	A2
goods	O
These ah these how valued and toil'd for these	O
How envied by all the earth	B2
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POET	A
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Fresh and rosy red the sun is mounting high	Y
On floats the sea in distant blue careering through its channels	O
On floats the wind over the breast of the sea setting in toward	C2
land	H
The great steady wind from west and west by south	D2
Floating so buoyant with milk white foam on the waters	O
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But I am not the sea nor the red sun	E2
I am not the wind with girlish laughter	C
Not the immense wind which strengthens not the wind which lashes	O
Not the spirit that ever lashes its own body to terror and death	F2
But I am that which unseen comes and sings sings sings	O
Which babbles in brooks and scoots in showers on the land	H
Which the birds know in the woods mornings and evenings	O
And the shore sands know and the hissing wave and that banner and	E
pennant	S
Aloft there flapping and flapping	J
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CHILD	V
	-
O father it is alive it is full of people it has children	E2
O now it seems to me it is talking to its children	E2
I hear it it talks to me O it is wonderful	G2
O it stretches it spreads and runs so fast O my father	C
It is so broad it covers the whole sky	Y
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FATHER	C
	-
Cease cease my foolish babe	Z
What you are saying is sorrowful to me much it displeases me	L
Behold with the rest again I say behold not banners and pennants	O
aloft	H2
But the well prepared pavements behold and mark the solid wall'd	I2
houses	O
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BANNER AND PENNANT	S
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Speak to the child O bard out of Manhattan	E2
The war is over yet never over out of it we are born to real	J2
life and identity	L
Speak to our children all or north or south of Manhattan	E2
Where our factory engines hum where our miners delve the ground	K2
Where our hoarse Niagara rumbles where our prairie plows are	L2
plowing	J
Speak O bard point this day leaving all the rest to us over all	M2
and yet we know not why	Y
For what are we mere strips of cloth profiting nothing	J
Only flapping in the wind	N2
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POET	A
	-
I hear and see not strips of cloth alone	O2
I hear again the tramp of armies I hear the challenging sentry	L
I hear the jubilant shouts of millions of men I hear LIBERTY	L
I hear the drums beat and the trumpets yet blowing	J
I myself move abroad swift rising flying then	P2
I use the wings of the land bird and use the wings of the sea bird	Q2
and look down as from a height	W
I do not deny the precious results of peace I see populous cities	O
with wealth incalculable	G2
I see numberless farms I see the farmers working in their fields or	R2
barns	O
I see mechanics working I see buildings everywhere founded going	J
up or finish'd	S2
I see trains of cars swiftly speeding along railroad tracks drawn by	Y
the locomotives	O
I see the stores depots of Boston Baltimore Charleston New	K
Orleans	O
I see far in the west the immense area of grain I dwell awhile	X
hovering	J
I pass to the lumber forests of the north and again to the southern	I
plantation and again to California	T2
Sweeping the whole I see the countless profit the busy gatherings	O
earned wages	O
See the identity formed out of thirty eight spacious and haughty	L
States and many more to come	D
See forts on the shores of harbors see ships sailing in and out	U2
Then over all aye aye my little and lengthen'd pennant shaped	V2
like a sword	C2
Runs swiftly up indicating war and defiance And now the halyards	O
have rais'd it	W2
Side of my banner broad and blue side of my starry banner	C
Discarding peace over all the sea and land	H
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BANNER AND PENNANT	S
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Yet louder higher stronger bard yet farther wider cleave	X2
No longer let our children deem us riches and peace alone	O2
We may be terror and carnage and are so now	Y2
Not now are we any one of these spacious and haughty States nor any	L
five nor ten	P2
Nor market nor depot are we nor money bank in the city	L
But these and all and the brown and spreading land and the mines	O
below are ours	O
And the shores of the sea are ours and the rivers great and	E
small	M2
And the fields they moisten are ours and the crops and the fruits	O
are ours	O
Bays and channels and ships sailing in and out are ours and we	L
over all	M2
Over the area spread below the three or four millions of square	G
miles the capitals	O
The forty millions of people O bard in life and death supreme	Z2
We even we henceforth flaunt out masterful high up above	P
Not for the present alone for a thousand years chanting through	K
you	K
This song to the soul of one poor little child	V
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CHILD	V
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O my father I like not the houses	O
They will never to me be anything nor do I like money	L
But to mount up there I would like O father dear that banner I	Y
like	A3
That pennant I would be and must be	L
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FATHER	C
	-
Child of mine you fill me with anguish	B3
To be that pennant would be too fearful	G2
Little you know what it is this day and after this day forever	C
It is to gain nothing but risk and defy everything	J
Forward to stand in front of wars and O such war	R2

Walt Whitman

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