T-title: How do I love you?.. when I first saw the title of this poem, I thought it's about love, and good lovable poem.
P-paraphrase:
How do I love you, let me say in example.
I deeply love you, I really love you.
I always think you, when you are not next to me,
You have no idea how much I love you but I will love you forever.
I love you freely,
I love you purely,
I love you in passion,
with my faith.
I don't care if it is been broken love, I will love you,
I will give you everything, and I will love you after I'm dead.
C-connotation:
This poem mostly described in metaphor and those are making this poem beautiful. Also, poet used repeatation to make it sounds more touching. This poem contains some of hyperbole, to show more heartily.
A-attitude:
Poet, is showing writer's love to I guess lover. It might be propose to lover. Poem is showing writers big love by poem. Poem also contains extreme tone of love, that show poet's love for lover more soberly.
S-shifts:
Tone in this poem is extreme love of writer. By it's verbal explanation in action of love, it shows love ardently and more lovely.
T-title:
I was right that I thought this poem was true love poem... It is extreme love poem.
T-theme:
Poem contains true ardent love, and it is about love and love... it might happen in real world to that those who are love somebody. It might be in propose, or one-sided love.
Thursday, February 28, 2008
How do I love thee?
Sonnet from the Portuguese 44: How do I Love thee?
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.
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.
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