Posted: March 19, 2007 in Uncategorized

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 candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive
for Right;

I love thee purely, as they turn
from Praise.

I love thee with a 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.

~ Elizabeth Barret Browning (The Portuguese)

  1. Anonymous says:

    what a lovely piece

  2. Have al amode at the Alamo,half muffins in the morning sun;have you forgotten having funis truly the meaning of life?
    Count stars as each one falls to you.Catch every glitter within your tears.Have you forgotten that wishes come true?It’s truly a meaningful sight.
    Have cakes and teas in London rain,half the tickets for the same’cause I’m just shy a buck eighteen.Having as wonderous a love as thisis truly the meaning of life.
    – FELiX

  3. Anonymous says:

    you know whats cool about this poem, it was a love poem to a friend…she must have had a brenna too 🙂
    i wuv you

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