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Sonnets from the Portuguese - 43
a poem by
Elizabeth Barrett Browning

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. 
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height 
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight 
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints I love thee with the breath, 
Smiles, tears, of all my life! and, if God choose, 
I shall but love thee better after death.

 

 
Sonnets from the Portuguese - 43
poem by
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
 

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