How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and bread than dheight My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For theends of Being andideal 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 touse In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love Isee med to lose With my lost saints,--I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life! --and, if God choose, Is hall but love thee better after death.
子瞻居
