Sad poem

Jpm5000000pmTue, 06 May 2008 15:07:28 +000008 27, 2008 at 1:10 pm05 (Uncategorized) ()

Sonnet XLIII From the Portuguese

~Elizabeth Barrett Browning~

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 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.

1 Comment

  1. butterfly dancer said,

    Jam6000000amWed, 04 Jun 2008 05:02:15 +000008 27, 2008 at 1:10 am06

    Elizabeth Barrett Browning’s “How Do I Love Thee,” is a beautiful poem and one I love, however, my most loved is “Spectrum od Love,’ by Walter Rinder. I speaks of love in it’s truest form.

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