"I love thee to the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach."
"Who can fear Too many stars, though each in heaven shall roll- Too many flowers, though each shall crown the year? Say thou dost love me, love me, love me-toll The silver iterance!-only minding, Dear, To love me also in silence, with thy soul."
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Source: Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1872). “Poetical Works”, p.146
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