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, aw’d me and pleas’d me so much, 
I have hardly gone, and hardly wish’d to go, any farther,
But stop and loiter all the time, to sing it in extatic songs.

Poet: Walt Whitman
Poem: 8. Beginning my Studies.
Volume: Leaves of Grass
- 1. Inscriptions
Year: Published/Written in 1900
Poem of the Day: Jul 3 2005

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