What you give me I cheerfully accept, A little sustenance, a hut and garden, a little money, 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. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CONTRA MORTEM: THE GREAT DEATH by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE FLOWER BOAT by ROBERT FROST THE COLLEGE COLONEL by HERMAN MELVILLE THE CHILD ALONE: 3. MY KINGDOM by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON GREAT FRIEND by HENRY DAVID THOREAU |