Excelsior. - Poem by Walt Whitman

WHO has gone farthest? For lo! have not I gone farther?
And who has been just? For I would be the most just person of the earth;
And who most cautious? For I would be more cautious;
And who has been happiest? O I think it is I! I think no one was ever happier than I;
And who has lavish’d all? For I lavish constantly the best I have;
And who has been firmest? For I would be firmer;
And who proudest? For I think I have reason to be the proudest son alive—for I am the
son
of the brawny and tall-topt city;
And who has been bold and true? For I would be the boldest and truest being of the
universe;
And who benevolent? For I would show more benevolence than all the rest;
And who has projected beautiful words through the longest time? Have I not outvied him?
have I
not said the words that shall stretch through longer time?
And who has receiv’d the love of the most friends? For I know what it is to receive
the
passionate love of many friends;
And who possesses a perfect and enamour’d body? For I do not believe any one
possesses a
more perfect or enamour’d body than mine;
And who thinks the amplest thoughts? For I will surround those thoughts;
And who has made hymns fit for the earth? For I am mad with devouring extasy to make
joyous
hymns for the whole earth!