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Leaves of Grass (1860)
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To 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,
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A traveller's lodging and breakfast as I journey
through The States—Why should I be ashamed
to own such gifts? Why to advertise for them?
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For I myself am not one who bestows nothing upon
man and woman,
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For I know that what I bestow upon any man or
woman is no less than the entrance to all the
gifts of the universe.
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