How Do I Love Thee?
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 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 Barrett Browning
a bit to heavy for me this one kat! im not intellectual enough for this kind of post hee hee!
~ and sometimes Kat someone we may not see often is still loved, loved beyond their understanding…… xx
I shall but love thee better after death. great line. Thank you for your blog kat i enjoyed reading Elizabeth Barrett Browning’s poem again. 🙂
Where is my husband Robert when you need him?
thank you all for reading and commenting..and jcb that’s cause you’re a man…lol