The last stanza of the poem 'The Vagabond' by Robert Louis Stevensen deals with the idea of waning independence. In the first three stanzas, the tramp is hale and hearty, young and strong and capable of being out in all weathers - even Autumn and Winter as it turns frosty. If he has no wealth, or friends for that matter, it is through choice - his choice. He chooses not to seek those things, even though he has the ability. In the last stanza,however, he is looking forwards to old age- he is looking to a time when that choice is no longer there and only available if it is given to him as a gift (for example from God.) He still says, however, that even if it is available, he will not pray for wealth, choosing rather to die on the lonely road of independence.