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in, and I know br Few sheltered ways for dreams to go: br But when I shut the door upon br Some secret wonder-still, withdrawn- br Why does thou love me even more, br And hold me closer than before?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