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And
there are those who give and know not pain in giving, nor do they
seek joy, nor give with mindfulness of virtue;
They
give as in yonder valley the myrtle breathes its fragrance into
space.
Though
the hands of such as these God speaks, and from behind their eyes
He smiles upon the earth.
It
is well to give when asked, but it is better to give unasked,
through understanding;
And
to the open-handed the search for one who shall receive is joy
greater than giving.
And
is there aught you would withhold?
All
you have shall some day be given;
Therefore
give now, that the season of giving may be yours and not your
inheritors'.
You
often say, "I would give, but only to the deserving."
The
trees in your orchard say not so, nor the flocks in your pasture.
They
give that they may live, for to withhold is to perish.
Surely
he who is worthy to receive his days and his nights is worthy of
all else from you.
And
he who has deserved to drink from the ocean of life deserves to
fill his cup from your little stream.
And
what desert greater shall there be than that which lies in the
courage and the confidence, nay the charity, of receiving?
And
who are you that men should rend their bosom and unveil their
pride, that you may see their worth naked and their pride
unabashed?
See
first that you yourself deserve to be a giver, and an instrument
of giving.
For
in truth it is life that gives unto life -- while you, who deem
yourself a giver, are but a witness.
And
you receivers -- and you are all receivers -- assume no weight of
gratitude, lest you lay a yoke upon yourself and upon him who
gives.
Rather
rise together with the giver on his gifts as on wings;
For
to be overmindful of your debt, is to doubt his generosity who has
the free-hearted earth for mother, and God for father.
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