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.