How Do I Love Thee?

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 candle-light. 

I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
 

I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.

I love thee with a 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.

Poem by--Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Jewels by--- Age Before Beauty