The Catholic Parish of
Saint John Henry Newman

 Covering most of East Leeds

Sonnet From The Portuguese XLIII

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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 of 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 chooses,
I shall but love thee better after death.

Elizabeth Barratt Browning

Published Sat 21st Sep 2013 23:33:52

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