How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to a depth and breadth and height
my soul can reach, when falling 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 faith.
I love thee with a love I seem to lose
with my lost saints,= I love thee with the breath,
smiles, tears, of all my life!- and if God to choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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Died: June 29, 1861, Florence, Italy
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