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— 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 every day’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.
From inspire21.com/HowdoIlovethee/
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