| WHAT you give me, I cheerfully accept, |
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A little sustenance, a hut and garden, a little money—
these, as I rendezvous with my poems, |
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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? |
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For I myself am not one who bestows nothing upon
man and woman; |
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For I bestow upon any man or woman the entrance to
all the gifts of the universe. |