How Do I Love Thee? Let count me the ways...

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

    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. 
    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.