I love you to the depth,breadth,and height
My soul can reach,when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace
I love you to the level of every day's
Most quiet need,by sun and candlelight
I love you freely as men strive for right
I love you purely,as they turn from praise
In my old griefs,and with my childhood's faith
I love you with the passion put to use
I love you with a love I seemed to lose 
.With my lost saints
,I love you with the breath
       Smiles,tears,of all my life - and if God choose,I shall but love you better after death