
I first read this from a book in 2003. I always thought that it is only 3 lines long. Now I finally read the whole poem.
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 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.
(http://www.shmoop.com/how-do-i-love-thee-sonnet-43/)
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