08/07/2009
Sonnet
"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 lovethee freely, as men strive for Right; I love the purely, as they turn for 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...