How do I love thee?

[criss cross]

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.

 

[Shajfurious]

Nice

 

[criss cross]

Nice

Thanks bro

 

[Shajfurious]

Thanks bro

You welcome

 

[criss cross]

You welcome

 

[Dakshinq]

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.

Nice work Jaggu. Seems like Shakespeare style.

 

[criss cross]

Nice work Jaggu. Seems like Shakespeare style.

It's Shakespeare's writing, not mine, I'm not that talented

 

[Dakshinq]

It's Shakespeare's writing, not mine, I'm not that talented

that's what I was looking rey! 'thee' usage

 

[criss cross]

that's what I was looking rey! 'thee' usage

Seeing the title, everyone will think that I have three gf, how to manage them, you are also thinking the same, aren't you?

 

[Rockzz ✨श्वेतराग✨]

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.

Nice poetry...