How Do I Love Thee Poem Analysis

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Macee Trecek
Dr. Hebert
English Comp. II
28 March 2011
Poem Analysis
In How do I love thee by Elizabeth Barrett Browning. I believe that the person talking is professing about a kind of love that can stand the test of time. You know that kind of love. Every day and moment is cherished by both. Each person knows almost everything about each other and they have been together for what would seem like forever. It is very rare these days to see a younger generation finding that love. And in a way it is understandable with all the new technology that can help with relationships. Back then there was not a thing called therapy or a marriage counselor. The couple worked on their problems by communicating to one another and not having someone there telling them how to do it. There also was not dating sites or things such as Facebook where some couples meet. That kind of love I have only seen in my grandparent’s generation. I believe that everyone deserves to find that kind of love even though it is hard. The way that the poem is written really makes one possibly want to strive to find it. At least, it made me want to. I loved the poem. I think that it would speak to anyone who may be in love, see it all around them, etc. For the sake of this paper I would like to think that the speaker in the poem is a man and he is talking about a woman that he is love with. Throughout the poem he compares his love for this woman with many different things. He compares her things that are sometimes overlooked in this world. Things such as his soul, or the way that a day needs sunlight, a man’s freedom and justice, the way that a child has faith in everything and that he could even possibly love the woman more after he dies.

The beginning of the poem starts with the speaker comparing his love for this mysterious woman to his own soul. The speaker states that he could love this woman to the very depth of his soul, breadth and height that his soul could reach. The man in this poem is trying to speak to this woman’s heart and win her over in the way of love. He seems to be going in depth when he speaks about her in the poem. Not many men would profess this kind of love aloud and he has taken an extra step written it down for this woman. He has expressed that he loves this woman with his whole soul and to many people that means a lot.

The speaker also professes his love for this woman by saying “I love thee to the level of every / day’s / most quiet need, by sun and /candle light”. By stating this he shows us, the reader, that he is very serious about being in love with this woman. Especially if he is stating that he loves her as much as many days would need sunlight. And this is quite a need indeed. Most people do not think about how important sunshine can be in our day to day lives. I think what the man in this poem is trying to say is that he is like every living thing on this earth. We all need sunshine, water, air, shelter, love and some sort of nutrition to stay alive. This to me means that he needs this woman like he needs all the aforementioned things to stay alive. He has this need to love her.

Often these days it seems to almost be a need in this world to have freedom and justice. They go hand in hand more often than not. A man’s freedom and justice are important in this world. If we did not establish this in our societies our world today would be drastically different. We would not have the freedom to speak our voice or love who we want. Within this poem I believe that this is what the speaker is trying to say to us. He states that he loves this woman freely like the way that men strive for right in this world. He is not forced to love her like some people had to in the past. Like with arranged marriages and being betrothed to someone. With that being said he shows to us that he has received the right for the freedom to love her and out of his own heart he has chosen to do that very thing.

Also in this poem the man confesses to...
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