Death

How do I Love Thee?

Since we all seem to be in a lovvy dovvy kind of mood, set by Lord Byron, here is another beautiful classic, this time from Elisabeth Barrett Browning. Read this to a special someone today, and see what the reaction will be… then give us a full report below (or maybe a half-full report would do)   🙂

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.

Elisabeth Barrett Browning

Categories: Death, Great People, Love, romantic, Poetry

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2 replies »

  1. Possibly my favourite piece from Elisabeth Browning’s poetry – a wonderful in-depth description of love!

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