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 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 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.  

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Eposide: https://robertwalker.blog/pod12