Sonnet from the Portuguese by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Sonnets from the Portuguese, XIV by Elizabeth Barrett Browning { wedding reading }Sudden Light by Dante Rosetti

Sonnet from the Portuguese by 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 everyday’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.

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