From
Leaves of Grass, by
Walt Whitman:
Beginning my studies the first step pleas'd me so much,
The mere
fact consciousness, these forms, the power of
motion,
The least
insect or
animal, the senses, eyesight, love,
The first step I say awed me and pleas'd me so much,
I have hardly gone and haardly wish'd to go any farther,
But stop and
loiter all the time to
sing it in
ecstatic songs.