How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
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Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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Earth's crammed with heaven...

Par Elizabeth Barrett Browning

I love you not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you

Par Elizabeth Barrett Browning

My letters! all dead paper, mute and white!

Par Elizabeth Barrett Browning

No man can be called friendless who has God and the companionship of good books.

Par Elizabeth Barrett Browning