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.