“I WILL NOT GIVE THEE ALL MY HEART”
Reading edition
I will not give thee all my heart For that I need a place apart To dream my dreams in, and I know Few sheltered ways for dreams to go: But when I shut the door upon Some secret wonder—still, withdrawn— Why dost thou love me even more, And hold me closer than before? When I of Love demand the least, Thou biddest him to fire and feast: When I am hungry and would eat, There is no bread, though crusts were sweet. If I with manna may be fed, Shall I go all uncomforted? Nay! Howsoever dear thou art, I will not give thee all my heart. Grace Hazard Conkling