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Throughout the poem, Mannahatta, the transcendentalist ideals are vividly represented. "The summer-air, the bright sun shining, and the sailing clouds aloft" This quote represents the transcendentalist ideal for their high value of nature. Nature is seen as the most pristine item in the transcendentalist eyes. Walt Whitman views nature as the one key thing to survival. Another quote from Mannahatta is, "The free city! no slaves! no owners of slaves". This quote has a very clear transcendentalist ideal. Their ideology states that all animals are created equal and have a right to be whatever they desire, no matter what their skin tone, religion, ethnicity, or even type of human being they are. Clearly, the transcendentalist ideals follow Walt Whitman's works.

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Transcendentalist Ideology (A Woman Waits For Me)

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Transcendentalist Ideology (A Woman Waits For Me)

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In the poem, " A Woman Waits For Me," transcendentalist ideology is seen throughout. For example, sex is shown as a way of expressing love and beauty. In today's society sex is almost shameful, and even some religions restrict it to a point. Whitman creates the notion that sex should be appreciated and that people should grow more comfortable with the concept of it. Also, Whitman talks about how women need to be socially equal. He introduces the idea of suffrage, and that both men and women deserve equal rights. Whitman displays that women are just as important and should be treated differently. These two topics in his poem demonstrates transcendentalist ideology, because at the time, it was unheard of to go against society's idea of "normal." Whitman embodies the ideas, and shows that different can be good.

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1. Repitition
The city nested in bays! my city!

The city of such women, I am mad to be with them!
I will return after death to be with them!

The city of such young men, I swear I cannot live
happy, without I often go talk, walk, eat, drink,
sleep, with them!

2. Imagery
Rich, hemm'd thick all around with sailships and
steamships—an island sixteen miles long, solid-
founded.

3. Hyperbole
A million people—manners free and superb

4. Alliteration
The summer-air, the bright sun shining, and the sail-
ing clouds aloft;

5. Personfication
Tides swift and ample, well-loved by me, toward sun-
down

6. Irony
The mechanics of the city, the masters, well-form'd,
beautiful-faced

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I was asking for something specific and perfect for
my city,

Whereupon, lo! upsprang the aboriginal name!

Now I see what there is in a name, a word, liquid,
sane, unruly, musical, self-sufficient;

I see that the word of my city is that word up there,

Because I see that word nested in nests of water-bays,
superb, with tall and wonderful spires,

Rich, hemm'd thick all around with sailships and
steamships—an island sixteen miles long, solid-
founded,

Numberless crowded streets—high growths of iron,
slender, strong, light, splendidly uprising to-
ward clear skies;

Tides swift and ample, well-loved by me, toward sun-
down,

The flowing sea-currents, the little islands, larger ad-
joining islands, the heights, the villas,

The countless masts, the white shore-steamers, the
lighters, the ferry-boats, the black sea-steam-
ers, well model'd;

The down-town streets, the jobbers' houses of busi-
ness—the houses of business of the ship-mer-
chants, and money-brokers—the river-streets;

Immigrants arriving, fifteen or twenty thousand in a
week;

The carts hauling goods—the manly race of drivers of
horses—the brown-faced sailors;

The summer-air, the bright sun shining, and the sail-
ing clouds aloft;

The winter snows, the sleigh-bells—the broken ice in
the river, passing along, up or down, with the
flood-tide or-ebb tide;

The mechanics of the city, the masters, well-form'd,
beautiful-faced, looking you straight in the
eyes;

Trottoirs throng'd—vehicles—Broadway—the women
—the shops and shows,

The parades, processions, bugles playing, flags flying,
drums beating;

A million people—manners free and superb—open
voices—hospitality—the most courageous and
friendly young men;

The free city! no slaves! no owners of slaves!

The beautiful city, the city of hurried and sparkling
waters! the city of spires and masts!

The city nested in bays! my city!

The city of such women, I am mad to be with them!
I will return after death to be with them!

The city of such young men, I swear I cannot live
happy, without I often go talk, walk, eat, drink,
sleep, with them!

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1. Repetition
All hopes, benefactions, bestowals,

All the passions, loves, beauties, delights of the
earth,

All the governments, judges, gods, follow'd persons of
the earth

2. Imagery
Without shame the man I like knows and avows the deliciousness of his sex.

3. Hyperbole
She contains all, nothing is lacking

4. Personification
Sex contains all

5. Alliteration
...the maternal mystery, the semitic milk

6. Irony
Their flesh has the old divine suppleness and strength.

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A WOMAN waits for me—she contains all, nothing is
lacking,

Yet all were lacking, if sex were lacking, or if the
moisture of the right man were lacking.

Sex contains all,

Bodies, Souls, meanings, proofs, purities, delicacies,
results, promulgations,

Songs, commands, health, pride, the maternal mystery,
the semitic milk,

All hopes, benefactions, bestowals,

All the passions, loves, beauties, delights of the
earth,

All the governments, judges, gods, follow'd persons of
the earth,

These are contain'd in sex, as parts of itself, and jus-
tifications of itself.

Without shame the man I like knows and avows the
deliciousness of his sex,

Without shame the woman I like knows and avows
hers.

Now I will dismiss myself from impassive women,

I will go stay with her who waits for me, and with
those women that are warm-blooded and suffi-
cient for me:

I see that they understand me, and do not deny me:

I see that they are worthy of me—I will be the robust
husband of those women.

They are not one jot less than I am,

They are tann'd in the face by shining suns and
blowing winds,

Their flesh has the old divine suppleness and strength,