Oh well, I am going to be criticised for being sappy again. But I shall throw caution to the winds. For a chapter has shut, and another has begun:
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How do I love thee?
How do I love thee? Let mecount 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.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning- Sonnet XLIII
How do I love thee? Let mecount 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.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning- Sonnet XLIII
2 Comments:
Loving thee "to the level of everyday's most quiet need, by sun and candle-light."
I'm well touched by this line. A need that one cannot be without or he shall perish.
A quiet, unspoken but visible thirst that is internalized in one, never to be neglected.
~byzant|n3~
And so I agreee byzantin3. If only this realm was within me ha, but I shall strive for a wider genre, instead of those that I usually do. And see where such steps take me.
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