The scent of these arm-pits aroma finer than prayer,
The head more than churches, bibles and all creeds.
If I worship one thing more than another it shall be the spread of my body, or any part of it,
Translucent mould of me it shall be you!...
I dote on myself, there is that lot of me and all so luscious."
His early narcissism did not lead him into selfishness but taught him self-respect.
He says in the Song of Myself:
"I am an acme of things accomplished and an encloser of things to be ...
I chant the chant of dilation or pride;
We have had ducking and deprecating about enough...."