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.
-Shakespeare
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.
-Shakespeare
There is soooo much love in my heart and soul for both of you right now.
ReplyDeleteDiane