Another Good Poem...

[earth2mother.livejournal.com]

Sonnet XLIII

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 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.

by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Comments

[agata.livejournal.com]

Awwwwwwww, a beautiful poem clichéd by weddings. :)

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[earth2mother.livejournal.com]

Yeah, and I hate that. It's kinda ruined it for me in a way. But I still think it's a great piece. One of her best.

And her most famous poem.

[moireach.livejournal.com]

Oh man, I used to have this *memorized* but haven't thought of it for years. Thanks for the reminder. Also I like your icon, its a cummings painting, right?

Re: Thanks! and....

[earth2mother.livejournal.com]

No, the painter is Pablo Picasso's The Blue Nude circa 1902. :)