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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 an ideal Grace.





I love thee to the level of everyday's Most quiet need,
by sun and candle-light


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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.



~Elizabeth Barrett Browning~
(1806_1861)