How do I love thee Let me count the ways.

I love thee to the depth and breadth amd 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 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 to use

In my old griefs,and with my childhood’s faith.

I love thee with a love I seemed to lose1

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.