Rose by Claire Burge

A Red, Red Rose 

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

— Robert Burns, for more see Complete Poems

This poem is offered as part of our May theme: Roses

All poems, art, and photos are public domain, creative commons, or used by permission of author or publisher. Photo by Claire Burge.
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Art by Debbie Young

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