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  • A red red rose

    O, my luve is like a red red rose
    That's newly sprung in June:
    O, my luve is like the melodie
    That's sweetly played in tune.

    As 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;
    And I will luve thee still, my dear,
    While the sands o' life shall run.

    And fare thee weel, my only luve!
    And fare thee weel a while!
    And I will come again, my luve,
    Tho' it were ten thousand mile.

    -Robert Burns




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