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.

by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Comments (4)

Its more than poem. Its the language of divinity and not a single soul can deny.
The poet a great Novelist and he is very sensitive to sound....-Gaunt in gloom, The pale stars their torches, he suffered with the problem of eyes....nice poem by Joyce a great work is done by the PH thanks
The pale stars their torches, Enshrouded, wave. Ghostfires from heaven's far verges faint illume, .............. Just from Joyce.
Quite the Joyce ere-era Erse errorriffic tersepoint rhyme rhyme!