Friday, February 13, 2009

The Breath, Smiles, And Tears Of All My Life

It's Poetry Friday and I'm kickin' it old school today! Did I say that right? Forgive me, I'm 35 and I collect butter containers. Today's poem is the famous How Do I Love Thee? poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning. People smarter than me call it Sonnet from the Portuguese 43.


Elizabeth's father forbade his children to marry so she secretly wrote a collection of poems for Robert Browning during their courtship. After they were married, her father disinherited her and that collection of poems, Sonnets from the Portuguese, was eventually published. However, she was a little apprehensive about it. She thought the poems were way too personal to be published. Thankfully, her husband talked her into it. Husbands can be very persuasive sometimes.


Here's Elizabeth Barrett Browning's Sonnet from the Portuguese 43: How do I love thee? Let me count the ways


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.

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22 comments:

Under the Influence said...

The perfect poem for Valentine's Day weekend. (Of course, you already know that and that's why you picked it!)

everyday mom said...

beautiful poem thanks for introducing me to some new poetry:)

Cammie said...

I have always loved that poem!

tollesons4him said...

I always like that poem! You getting ready for Daytona? 14 more days I think...

Angela said...

Thank you so much for sharing.

Grand Pooba said...

You know, I've never heard the whole poem before! Just the first line!

sheila said...

Ah, old school is good. Or whack or something totally tubular like what. ha hah ah a

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Jenni Jiggety said...

Oh I didn't know the backstory on that! Very interesting, Ali!

Happy Valentine's Day!

Kristen Andrews said...

that is a beautiful poem!

Chris said...

One of my favorite poems.

Halftime Lessons said...

BIG Browning fan.

Bet she looked good naked.

Wait...different gal.

;-)

Elizabeth Channel said...

Perfect for the day! I was reading The Raven to the boys Friday and thought of you, my poetry friend!

Putz said...

yep to everything you say...the reason for the poems explained very graphically...well done

Kristen said...

I am ashamed to say I don't know if I have ever heard the ending to that poem before. Until now...

Butter containers are hip...right?

Equidae said...

lovely poem :)

Pink & Green Mama said...

Big Fan of Browning, glad I wasn't shut out form my family for marrying my sweet hubby!!

Mindie said...

That poem sounds familiar. Maybe I had come across it before but just don't remember. Love is such a beautiful thing...

Mama Mel said...

This is one of my favorites! I used to have it memorized, just in case I needed to recite it to someone special... yeah, that never happened...

I didn't know that little tidbit of history on EBB, and I think that is so sweet! Thanks for sharing! :)

Modest Gal said...

I love this poem. It is so beautiful!

Proud Maisie said...

I love this poem... I think I would have recited it to a lover by now, if only I thought I could do it justice.

Proud Maisie said...

I love this poem... I think I would have recited it to a lover by now, if only I thought I could do it justice.