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, all of my life! and if God choose
i shall but love the better after death
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Inspiring, isn't it?
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