Triti kai farmakeri... O ermis kanei poli kali douleia!! ( an mporei kapios, as svisei ta proigoumena parakalw)

How do I love thee?

 

 

 

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.

 

 

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

 

 

Gia to Xristo...