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.      
     
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Poet: Walt Whitman
Poem: 6. To Rich Givers.
Volume: Leaves of Grass
- 15. Songs of Parting
Year: Published/Written in 1900
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