In my old griefs, and with my childhoods faith.

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.

I love thee purely, as th九*九*藏*書ey turn from Praise.

For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.

I shall but love thee better after death.

Mhｔｔｐｓ://reａd•9９ｃsｗ.cｏmost quiet need, by sun and candlelight.

I love with a passion put to use

I love thee to the depth and 九九藏書breadth and height

My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight

I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;

Smiles, tears, of all my life! -- and, if God choose,

With my lost saints, -- I love thee with the 九_九_藏_書breath,

I love thee with a love I seemed to lose

I love thee to the level of every days