Elizabeth Barrett Browning - XLIII lyrics
[Elizabeth Barrett Browning - XLIII lyrics]
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