Smiles,Tears,of all my life!and,if God choose,I shall but love thee better after death.出自哪里?

Smiles,Tears,of all my life!and,if God choose,I shall but love thee better after death.出自哪里?
Smiles,Tears,of all my life!and,if God choose,I shall but love thee better after death.出自哪里?

Smiles,Tears,of all my life!and,if God choose,I shall but love thee better after death.出自哪里?
How do I love thee?

How do I thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height to
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 candlelight
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as the turn from Praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old grieves, and with my childhoods faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lose 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.
Sonnets from the Portuguese 43th
By Elizabeth Barrett Browning
我是何等的爱你?

我是何等的爱你,说不尽的千言万语.
我爱你之深邃,之宽广,之高远
尽我灵魂所能到之处,犹如探求
冥冥之中神的存在和恩赐.
我爱你如同生活的每一天,
所需要的日出和黄昏
我自由的爱着你,像人们争取他们的权利；
我纯洁的爱着你,如人们在赞美前的垂首.
我爱你,带着昔日悲伤的
那种激情,童年的那种诚意；
我爱你,带着我似乎失去的
对往日圣者所怀有的爱.我要用我的呼吸
用我的微笑,用我的眼泪,用我的整个生命来爱你!
如果上帝愿意,我愿意在死后更加爱你!
葡萄牙十四行诗集 第四十三首
伊丽莎白·芭蕾特·布朗宁（著）

伊丽莎白·巴雷特·勃朗宁的诗《How do I love thee?》
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 hei...

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伊丽莎白·巴雷特·勃朗宁的诗《How do I love thee?》
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 candlelight.
I love thee freely, as man strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old grieves, 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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