Leaves of Grass

Come, said my soul, Such verses for my Body let us write, (for we are one, ) That should I after return, Or, long, long hence, in other spheres, There to some group of mates the chants resuming, (Tallying Earth's soil, trees, winds, tumultuous waves, ) Ever with pleas'd smile I may keep on, Ever and ever yet the verses owning-as, first, I here and now Signing for Soul and Body, set to them my name, "I find it the most extraordinary piece of wit and wisdom America has yet contributed. I am very happy in reading it, as great power makes us happy." ( Emmerson )