A Red, Red Rose Poem by Robert Burns

A Red, Red Rose

Rating: 3.7


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.

A Red, Red Rose
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Allison Helman 23 April 2012

I love the scent of this poem.

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edwin muir 01 December 2022

its poem

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Ronell Warren Alman 23 April 2012

I love this poem! Very heartfelt here!

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Meg Tapp 24 September 2011

Am I the only one who can only read this out loud in a Scottish accent? Haha.

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edwin muir 01 December 2022

no, Scottish people also can you .

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Sylvia Frances Chan 05 June 2024

Most beautiful poem all times, immortal Classic poem of the Day! Such a greatest Beauty!

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MAHTAB BANGALEE 12 February 2024

Red, the red rose o yes and the crimson ROSE you are my poem; wanna to returen as my love; great and lovely poem

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Dr Dillip K Swain 12 February 2024

A lovely poem with limitless perfume

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Sylvia Frances Chan 12 February 2024

CONGRSATS with this immortal Classic Poem Of The Day!

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Sylvia Frances Chan 12 February 2024

Immortal Classic Poem Of The Day, chosen again by Poem Hunter and Team, most deserving. TOP Marks once again.

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Robert Burns

Robert Burns

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