Urdu Poetry | Sonnet 43 | Elizabeth Barrett Browning
How do I thee? Let me count the ways (Elizabeth Barrett Browning) 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 (Elizabeth Barrett Browning)I seemed to lose With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life; if god choose, I shall but love thee better after death.
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