Love thee

How Do I Love Thee?”- @doaibukdanbapak Browning

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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.

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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.

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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.
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“ Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” -@anuekpasee Frost

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Whose woods these are I think I know.

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His house is in the village though;

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He will not see me stopping here

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To watch his woods fill up with snow.

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My little horse must think it queer

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To stop without a farmhouse near

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Between the woods and frozen lake

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The darkest evening of the year.

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He gives his harness bells a shake

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To ask if there is some mistake.

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The only other sound’s the sweep

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Of easy wind and downy flake.

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The woods are lovely, dark and deep,

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But I have promises to keep,

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And miles to go before I sleep,

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And miles to go before I sleep.

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