How Do I Love Thee, From: Sonnets From the Portuguese by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

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 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 thee with the breath,

Smiles, tears, of all my life!   - and, if God choose,

I shall but love thee better after death.

By Elizabeth Barrett Browning
From: Sonnets From the Portuguese

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