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 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.