Quote how do i love thee

Sonnet This poem is in the public domain. My Letters! Sonnet 28 My letters! And yet they seem alive and quivering Against my tremulous hands which loose the string And let them drop down on my knee tonight.

This said—he wished to have me in his sight Once, as a friend: this fixed a day in spring To come and touch my hand. This said, I am thine —and so its ink has paled With lying at my heart that beat too fast. And this. Elizabeth Barrett Browning Beloved, my Beloved Sonnet 20 Beloved, my Beloved, when I think That thou wast in the world a year ago, What time I sate alone here in the snow And saw no footprint, heard the silence sink No moment at thy voice Wonderful, Never to feel thee thrill the day or night With personal act or speech,—nor ever cull Some prescience of thee with the blossoms white Thou sawest growing!

Atheists are as dull, Who cannot guess God's presence out of sight. When our two souls In mounting higher, The angels would press on us and aspire To drop some golden orb of perfect song Into our deep, dear silence. How Much? How much do you love me, a million bushels? Oh, a lot more than that, Oh, a lot more. And to-morrow maybe only half a bushel? To-morrow maybe not even a half a bushel. And is this your heart arithmetic? 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 freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. 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. We will put it online as soon as possible. Something went wrong. Please contact info nationalpoetryday.

Speaker character and point of view in How Do I love Thee. The poet, Elizabeth Barrett Browning is presumed to be the speaker, as the sonnet is dedicated to her husband. The sonnet is written in the first person from the perspective of the speaker. Sonnet 43 How do I love thee? Remember me. Forgot your password? Buy Study Guide. Metaphor: 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.

The speaker opens with a rhetorical question in line one, an aporia: "How do I love thee?