How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach
~Sonnets from The Portuguese, Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Thou art my life, my love, my heart,
The every eyes of me,
And hast command of every part,
To live and die for thee
~From To Anthea who May Command Him Anything, Robert Herrick
Flesh of Flesh
Bone of my Bone thou art,
And from thy state
Mine never shall be parted,
Weal or woe
~From Paradise Lost, John Milton
Here is my hand, and with it let all hands be given, and be held in yours and mine.
~from Meeting With a Stranger, James Kirkup
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