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Comment 41 of 41, added on March 2nd, 2007 at 11:00 PM.
How does He love me? Let me count His ways.
He loves me to the depth and breadth and height
His soul's almighty reach, when His figure out of sight.
For the end of my ways, and my new being.
He loves me to the level of everyday's
Most unknown need, by salt and light.
He loves me freely, over men's rules and curse.
He loves me purely, as they preach and praise.
He loves me with His passion for world to abuse.
His comfort for my griefs, and strength for my unseen faith.
He loves me with a love I dare not to lose.
On His lonely journey, - He loves me with His breath,
Smiles, tears, and His painful agony! - For God already chose
that He shall love me beyond death.
After reading her poem, I feel like we should speak in this way. What a magical poem!
Laijon Liu from United States
Comment 40 of 41, added on January 6th, 2007 at 8:23 AM.
this sonnet 43 is all about the love of Elizabeth browning in her husband. He can give everything to her husband. i love reading it.
rael from Philippines
Comment 39 of 41, added on September 26th, 2006 at 2:25 AM.
i am studying in a university and have to comment on a poem.i need to discuss the author's use of language and the effect that it achieves.since this is the only poem i love the most,i decided to work on this poem.
keshe from Malaysia
Comment 38 of 41, added on July 19th, 2006 at 9:13 PM.
I NEED HELP ON FINDING TEXTUAL FEATURES AND DISCROUSES IN THE POEM!!PLEASE EMAILME!!PLEASE HELP ME!!!THANKS,
DANIELLE
Danielle from Australia
Comment 37 of 41, added on July 17th, 2006 at 1:37 PM.
Robert Browning was born in a suberb of London called Camberwell. He was a poet and had access to an extensive library of more than 6000 volumes. In 1844 he became an admirer of the poems of Elizabeth Barrettand began corresponding with her by letter. They were married in 1846 and the poem published and printed four years later.
That makes it most probable considering their relation that the poem was indeed to her husband.
The striking thing about the poem is that it is not a love poem. Love is filled with pain as Shakespeare and other bards frequently point out. This poem is of unadulterated true affect that is not related to selfishness and that takes it beyond the tawdy love of delusion or a "being in love" sentiment.
The "depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace." puts that affect beyond a mundane plain with her experiencing that affect beyond the actual state of selfish being almost upon a transcendntal level of Ideal grace."
It is a great and perhaps unequalled poem of this nature and an example of what all human creatures are capable in a true profound relationship in which there are not two proponents but a single union at least on her part.
Browning became an admiror of Elizabeth's Barretts poetry in 1844. He began corresponding with her by letter. This was the start of one of the world's most famous romances. Their courtship lasted until 1846 when they were married. The couple moved to Italy that same year and had a son, Pen, later in 1849.
Mountain from Spain
Comment 36 of 41, added on July 7th, 2006 at 10:18 AM.
Back in the late 50's when I was in high school, I use to listen to WGN Chicago at night while waiting to fall asleep. There was a program called " The Torch Hour ". It was an hour of Poems and the host would start off with Brownings poem How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I would think of what the poem was trying to say and I would wonder if I would or could ever feel what was being said. For the last 20 years I finally was able to say I get it. It was the passion of feeling body and soul to ones partner. I have been Blessed.
Richard
Richard Daleiden from United States
Comment 35 of 41, added on June 26th, 2006 at 11:30 PM.
I think I know why they fell in love. It is because they shared a sole. Anabell Lee and Robert were of the same sole. "Hope sustains most of manking" and also " after the event even the fool is wise".
Robert from United States
Comment 34 of 41, added on May 24th, 2006 at 8:28 AM.
yes, yes we all agree that it is a truely powerful love poem, but I personally think there is something that goes just a little deeper than that. Browning talks of the fact that she loves, whoever the poem is addressed to "to the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach", implying that the pome is not only addressed to her husband Robert Browning, but also to God, she also seems to be midly critical of the fact that she still loves purely whilst other men turn away from Praising him, for whatever reason. This would also explain why she would love him, better after death, because she would be closer to him.
Alastair from United Kingdom
Comment 33 of 41, added on May 4th, 2006 at 11:22 AM.
I hear some say that the poem is about her love toward her husband and others say it has nothing to do with him at all. Does anyone know when the poem was acually written?
Sandra from United States
Comment 32 of 41, added on April 22nd, 2006 at 11:16 PM.
"I love thee freely, as men strive for Right"
He does not make her love him or stay with him,
she does this on her own, thus a freedom to love whom ever she wishes. She loves him passionately, as man is pationate about doin what is right. Both striving or working for what one wants. Am I correct? Is there anyone else who can better explain this part of the poem to me?
Jazzy from United Kingdom
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How does He love me? Let me count His ways.
He loves me to the depth and breadth and height
His soul's almighty reach, when His figure out of sight.
For the end of my ways, and my new being.
He loves me to the level of everyday's
Most unknown need, by salt and light.
He loves me freely, over men's rules and curse.
He loves me purely, as they preach and praise.
He loves me with His passion for world to abuse.
His comfort for my griefs, and strength for my unseen faith.
He loves me with a love I dare not to lose.
On His lonely journey, - He loves me with His breath,
Smiles, tears, and His painful agony! - For God already chose
that He shall love me beyond death.
After reading her poem, I feel like we should speak in this way. What a magical poem!
Laijon Liu from United States