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“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.”

Quote by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Book:Sonnets from the Portuguese
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Sonnets from the Portuguese

This volume contains a series of sonnets that delve into the depths of romantic emotion, exploring themes of love, longing, and devotion. more

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Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Elizabeth Barrett Browning, a prominent English Romantic poet, was born on March 6, 1806, and died on June 29, 1861. Her poetry is renowned for its profound emotions and rich imagination, making her one of the greatest female poets of the 19th century. more

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