How do I love thee?
Let me count the walls
l love thee to the depth
and height
My soul can reach
when feeling cur of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace
i love thee to the level of everyday
Most quiet need
by sun and candlelight
l love thee Freely.
as men strive for Right
i love thee purely
as they turn from praise
I love thee with the passion
but to use In my old griefs.
and with my childhood s faith
l 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 Got! choose.
l shall but love thee better alter death
Let me count the walls
l love thee to the depth
and height
My soul can reach
when feeling cur of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace
i love thee to the level of everyday
Most quiet need
by sun and candlelight
l love thee Freely.
as men strive for Right
i love thee purely
as they turn from praise
I love thee with the passion
but to use In my old griefs.
and with my childhood s faith
l 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 Got! choose.
l shall but love thee better alter death
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