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How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
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I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
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My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
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For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
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I love thee to the level of everyday's
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Most quiet need, by sun and candle light.
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I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
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I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
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I love thee with the passion put to use
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In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
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I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
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With my lost saints,--I love thee with the breath,
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Smiles, tears, of all my life!--and, if God choose,
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I shall but love thee better after death.}}
  
 
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  • (Posted 2018-07-09)   CPDL #50448:   
Editor: Stefano Puri (submitted 2018-07-09).   Score information: A4, 16 pages, 299 kB   Copyright: CPDL
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Title: How do I love thee?
Composer: Stefano Puri
Lyricist: Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Number of voices: 4-9vv   Voicing: SATB with divisi
Genre: UnknownUnknown

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

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Original text and translations

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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 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.