The Rich Givers
WHAT you give me, I cheerfully accept,
A little sustenance, a hut and garden, a little money – these, as I rendezvous with my poems;
A traveler’s lodging and breakfast as I journey through The States – Why should I be ashamed to own such gifts? Why to
advertise for them?
For I myself am not one who bestows nothing upon man and woman:
For I bestow upon any man or woman the entrance to all the gifts of the universe.
– Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass