How Do I Love
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Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of site For the ends of Being and ideal Grace I love thee to the level of everyday's Most quiet need,by sun and candle-light. 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 grief's, 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. Elizabeth Barrett Browning |
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