How do I love thee? Let me count the ways - I love thee to the doeth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the end 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 a passion, put to useIn my old griefs; and with my childhood's faith - I love thee with the love I seemed to lose With lost Saints' - I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tear, of all my life! - and, if God choose,I shall but love thee better after death.