How Do I Love Thee - Bryn Yemm
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 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
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach
If God choose
I shall but love thee better after death