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Poetry Friday

This has been my favorite poem since I was a young girl. Strangely enough I first heard it in that old children's holiday special Be My Valentine, Charlie Brown. Humble poetry beginnings to be sure, but I loved it nonetheless. The words sounded like music to me, even as spoken by Linus. :)

In high school I memorized it, in college I dissected it, and recently it inspired the name of my blog:

Sonnets From the Portuguese, # 43

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 candlelight.
    I love thee freely, as men might 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.

(Written by Elizabeth Barrett Browning, between 1845 and 1846)

*For more on children's literature and poetry, stop by Big A little a and A Chair A Fireplace and a Tea Cozy. :)