Sonnet 43
( from her collection sonnets from the Portuguese)
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.
Simply beautiful!!
It was her birthday yesterday, I totally forgot to share her poetry T_T (bad Dee!) but better late than never! And random, but her dog was beautiful! Very cute as I can see from this painting. :-)
I love me some good poetry, and English poets are amongst some of the best!
Have a nice day I hope this beautiful poetry brightens it!
Love,
- Dalanda
Xxxxxxxx
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