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Here it is just before Valentine's Day and I thought I might do something special for all the lovers. When Valentine's Day rolls around they say that a young man's fancy turns to love. Well we older men have some similar thoughts. Thoughts about love poems, and poets such as Elizabeth Barret Browning or Robert Browning just to name a couple that comes to mind. If you have a student that is studying poetry, you can find a lot of books on the INTERNET that have poetry and talk about their authors and the type of poetry that the authors wrote. Books are a very important part of education, and it is nice to know that you don't have to make a trip to the library every time that you need to research a subject. Google books has a huge library in a pdf format that is easy to access, and if you search you'll find a number of websites that offer free or low cost books on the INTERNET. I hope to soon add audio to this blog, and I may include a couple poems.
How Do I Love Thee? (Sonnet 43)
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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.
The love poem of all love poems, and if you go to the website listed below you can find several interpretations of the poem, but for me I think I'll just remember it as a beautiful love poem.
http://www.eliteskills.com/c/2193
How Do I Love Thee? (Sonnet 43)
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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.
The love poem of all love poems, and if you go to the website listed below you can find several interpretations of the poem, but for me I think I'll just remember it as a beautiful love poem.
http://www.eliteskills.com/c/2193
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