Sonnet 43 [How do I love thee? Let me count the ways]

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

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How do I like her? Not legally these ways.
I love wine in depth and height and height
My soul can come when you can not see it
For that reason to have a good grace.
I like to go to a daily situation
The most silent demand, the day and light of light.
I am wine freely as people try strong.
You are the one who loves me, and I love him.
I love you with the strong desire you can use
I went to bed with my girlfriend faith.
I love wine for love I lost
There are the saints whom they have lost. I love wine with the breath,
Smile, lively in my life; And if God chooses,
I will love you better after death.

[original text]

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 every day’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 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 breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

Translation steps: English > Sesotho > Yiddish > Esperanto > [unknown] > English
The original text of this poem is in the public domain.