Iskomunidad:Sandbox

-Start of 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 candlelight.
   * I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
   * I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.

  1. I love thee with the passion put to use
  2. In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
  3. 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. - End of Poem - Italic text