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R E D, R E D R O S E

O

my luve’s like a red, red rose

That’s newly sprung in June;

O my Luve’s like the melodie That’s sweetly play’d 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: 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 bu r ns

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