How do I love thee
Let me count thy ways
I love thee to the depth and bredth and height
My soulcan reach when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and Ideal Grace
I loe 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
Ilove thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints Ilove thee with the breath
Smile tears of all my life and if God choose
I shall but love thee better after deeath