Saturday, 13 November 2010

How do I love thee?

Sometimes love can be so overwhelming that one runs out of words. Something similar happened to me. So on this bright Saturday morning I chanced upon this love poem, tucked away in the pages, weathered by time and age, in a book I cherish! Very apt, I say!



How do I love thee? 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 everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
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.

5 comments:

A Journey said...

He-man you are a lucky man. Its high time someone wrote something like this for me. :P

Sneha said...

This is my favorite poem for my fiance.
Never understood the real meaning of the poem when I studied it in my literature class, but now, I understand it better...and better...each day!

A Journey said...

ohh. my bad. i thought you wrote it. still he-man you are a lucky man and it is a beautiful poem.

Julia Smith said...

'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!'

Who could say this better? And yet we keep writing...

Pesto Sauce said...

Captivating

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