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I was made to be wide-eyed all the days of my life.

Monday, August 3, 2009

A Weekend Wandering

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I went up to Canada to shoot a wedding this weekend.
It was lovely, magical almost. What a great way to relax and celebrate. I am a fan of Canada.



anyway, it got me in a romantic mood.
So, a poem, for you.






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 candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with a 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.


XLIII. "How do I love thee? Let me count the ways..."
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806-1861)

2 comments:

  1. Hi Laura! It was great meeting you at John & Becky's wedding....can't wait to see some pictures. And i LOVE that poem you posted. Have a good week! -Marylou

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  2. I love it.
    "I shall but love thee better after death."
    YES.

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