2.14.2009

Sonnets From the Portuguese 43:
How Do I Love Thee?

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 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 the with the breath,
Smiles, tears, or all my life!--and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

1 comment:

your big sis said...

I like that poem a whole lot! Hope you had a great George Ferri's Birthday this year!
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/George_Washington_Gale_Ferris,_Jr.