The Holy of Holies

Thou hast wandered far and wide
In the kingdom of my heart,
Looked about on every side,
Entered into every part.
Now, before one little door
Sittest down, wouldst fain implore,
" Let me in! Give me this key.
I would every chamber see. " —
Dwindled seems thy vast domain?
Shrunk to nothing, at the thought
Of this little secret port? —
Let thee in? — Nay, love, in vain
Into this one chamber no
Human foot shall ever go.
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