Sonnets from the Portuguese, #43
by Elizabeth Barrett-Browning (1850)
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 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 griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints — I love with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! — and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
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14 comments:
I have a romantic side *sigh* ah to love someone so or to be so love...
But then there is a side of me that wonders if it is a healthy love?
Beautiful! She was one amazing poet indeed!
Ah,TE...forget whether it is healthy or unhealthy, i know where you are coming from, but to love deeply, with no reservation, is a sign of Grace.
Sumedh, she was.
For me, as I'm feeling lately, a more appropriate question is "how MANY TIMES can I love thee?" heh.
Well, well EA,rent we the stud? LOL
That was suposed to be"arent we the stud" but rent sounds better.
:-)
Mel, Double hugs to you:)
k........then triple hugs to you.
((((((( enigma ))))))
I thought you were gone. ?? Glad I found you again.
Hi Tiffany, just making guest apearances LOL
ummm
after who's death
just askin cuz there are certain folks I think i would love much more after their passing
been ages, but that was perfect for today, sugar! thank you
xoxoxo
Hello, I miss you, how many tails do you have now? Hmm I miss you,
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