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

pois ... já q o dia está a acabar, ao menos que seja com poesia de qualidade..

o primeiro verso deste soneto tornou-se um ícone da poesia romântica..

by Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806-1861) :

"How do I love thee? " (** thee = you)

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.


Elizabeth Barrett, an English poet of the Romantic Movement, was born in 1806 at Coxhoe Hall, Durham, England. (source: here)