Some Words from Ms. Browning

After a few entries on love this week, I feel compelled to end with my favorite sonnet from Elizabeth Barrett Browning. Rob and I had this poem printed on the program at our wedding, and it's one of the few pieces of literature I have (partially) memorized. When you read it, please read out loud - the best way to appreciate poetry of any kind. Best wishes for a restful and joyful weekend.

How Do I Love Thee? (Sonnet 43)
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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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