Sonnet 43
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 might 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.
How Do I Love Thee? (Sonnet 43)
by Elizabeth Barrett BrowningHow 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.- See more at: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15384#sthash.XXqaK3O1.dpuf
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. - See more at: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15384#sthash.XXqaK3O1.dpuf
How Do I Love Thee? (Sonnet 43)
by Elizabeth Barrett BrowningHow 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.- See more at: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15384#sthash.XXqaK3O1.dpuf
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Debbie....I love the sweet innocence of Wendy's pose..and Elizabeth Barrett Browning's beautiful words...though filled with longing - yet understanding...ring very true.
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♥ Robin ♥
Aw, just lovely Debbie.
ReplyDeleteOh sniff. So lovely.
ReplyDeleteDearest Debbie, Thank you for your sweet note on my blog concerning our loss of Emiko. I had already seen this precious post but I was not able to respond the day you posted it as it touched so deeply. I am crying as I write this comment now. Your friend is blessed to have you render this image for her along with the perfect wording! I am sure my comment doesn't make much sense but hopefully you can feel my heart and how much appreciate your words. Blessings to you, your friend and Wendy!
ReplyDeleteWendy looks like a sweetheart-- and so sweetly drawn!
ReplyDeleteWhat a sweet illustration! I love cocker spaniels, and her name is perfect. I'm sure your friend will treasure this♥
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