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............A Red, Red Rose

BY ROBERT BURNS

    O my Luve is like a red, red rose

       That’s newly sprung in June;

    O my Luve is like the melody

       That’s sweetly played in tune.



    So fair art thou, my bonnie lass,

       So deep in luve am I;

    And I will luve thee still, my dear,

       Till a’ the seas gang dry.



    Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear,

       And the rocks melt wi’ the sun;

    I will love thee still, my dear,

       While the sands o’ life shall run.



    And fare thee weel, my only luve!

       And fare thee weel awhile!

    And I will come again, my luve,

      Though it were ten thousand mile..................

Description
............A Red, Red Rose

BY ROBERT BURNS

    O my Luve is like a red, red rose

       That’s newly sprung in June;

    O my Luve is like the melody

       That’s sweetly played in tune.



    So fair art thou, my bonnie lass,

       So deep in luve am I;

    And I will luve thee still, my dear,

       Till a’ the seas gang dry.



    Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear,

       And the rocks melt wi’ the sun;

    I will love thee still, my dear,

       While the sands o’ life shall run.



    And fare thee weel, my only luve!

       And fare thee weel awhile!

    And I will come again, my luve,

      Though it were ten thousand mile..................