To Rich Givers.
Part of the cluster SONGS OF PARTING.
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; 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.
Part of the cluster SONGS OF PARTING.