Two Love Poems
Cupid’s Day! Ah Poetry, the language of LOVE. What do these poems are saying? What do you think of these love poems?
How Do I Love Thee?
By Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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.
The Look
STREPHON kissed me in the spring,
Robin in the fall,
But Colin only looked at me
And never kissed at all.
Strephon’s kiss was lost in jest,
Robin’s lost in play,
But the kiss in Colin’s eyes
Haunts me night and day.
