Leaves of Grass / Old Age Echoes - To Be at All

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Old Age Echoes - To Be at All

(Cf. Stanza 27, "Song of Myself,")

To be at all - what is better than that?

I think if there were nothing more developed, the clam in its callous shell in the sand were august enough.

I am not in any callous shell;

I am cased with supple conductors, all over

They take every object by the hand, and lead it within me;

They are thousands, each one with his entry to himself;

They are always watching with their little eyes, from my head to my feet;

One no more than a point lets in and out of me such bliss and magnitude,

I think I could lift the girder of the house away if it lay between me and whatever I wanted.