{"id":16,"date":"2008-04-14T06:31:42","date_gmt":"2008-04-14T06:31:42","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/patricia.horace.org\/?p=16"},"modified":"2008-06-16T16:40:22","modified_gmt":"2008-06-16T16:40:22","slug":"how-do-i-love-thee-let-me-count-the-ways-elizabeth-barrett-browning","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/patricia.horace.org\/?p=16","title":{"rendered":"How do I love thee?  (Elizabeth Barrett Browning)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p class=\"Times\">How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.<br \/>\nI love thee to the depth and breadth and height<br \/>\nMy sould can reach, when feeling out of sight<br \/>\nFor the ends of being and ideal Grace.<br \/>\nI love thee to the level of every day&#8217;s<br \/>\nMost quiet need; by sun and candle-light.<br \/>\nI love thee freely, as men strive for Right;<br \/>\nI love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.<br \/>\nI love thee with the passion put to use<br \/>\nIn my old griefs, and with my childhood&#8217;s faith.<br \/>\nI love thee with a love I seemed to lose<br \/>\nWith my lost saints, &#8211; I love thee with the breath.<br \/>\nSmiles, tears, of all my life! &#8211; and, if God choose,<br \/>\nI shall but love thee better after death.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My sould can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of being and ideal Grace. I love thee to the level of every day&#8217;s Most quiet need; by sun and candle-light. I love [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2},"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[5],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-16","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poems"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p70mND-g","jetpack-related-posts":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/patricia.horace.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/patricia.horace.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/patricia.horace.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/patricia.horace.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/patricia.horace.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=16"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/patricia.horace.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/patricia.horace.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=16"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/patricia.horace.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=16"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/patricia.horace.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=16"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}