Grace Hazard Conkling

(7 February 1878 - 15 November 1958 / New York City, New York)

I Will Not Give Thee All My Heart - Poem by Grace Hazard Conkling

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Some secret wonder-still, withdrawn-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 does 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.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 22, 2010



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