How Do I Love Penguin?

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 men strive for Right;

I love purely, as they turn from Praise,

I love with a passion put to use

In my old grief, and with my childhood's faith.

-Elizabeth Barrett Browning