Poetry Tuesday — from Sonnets from the Portuguese

Alright, ladies and gents, if any of you all are in the process of courting a certain someone, in the dog house with that other someone, or simply just looking to get laid, this should do the trick.

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You’re welcome.

from Sonnets from the Portuguese
XLIII
– Elizabeth Barrett Browning

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee from 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.

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Until next time,
That Guy

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