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Oh my luve is like a red, red rose,
That's newly sprung in June:
Oh my luve is like the melodie,
That's sweetly play'd in tune.
As fair art thou, my bonie 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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Meg Tapp (9/24/2011 12:59:00 PM)
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Am I the only one who can only read this out loud in a Scottish accent? Haha.
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Mohammad Akmal Nazir (4/23/2011 3:48:00 AM)
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Enchantingly melodious. Very simple yet extremely sensuous. What a metaphor and what a pen!
Great imagery with a sensational style.
Excellent stuff for a lover.
A perfect.....10.
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_xX_Silent_Whisper_Xx _ (4/23/2010 11:49:00 AM)
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cool cool cool cool cool....youll be like me one day... a 15 year old high school kid with a lot on his mind: P
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nomad omnia (4/23/2010 8:22:00 AM)
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Lines from a man who knew instinctively how to win a womans heart. Read again, and learn, Abert: -)
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Kainwo Moses (4/23/2010 5:59:00 AM)
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My red red rose,
I will always love thee;
Even though your appearance be seasonal,
I will always love thee;
Not even the impossible
Can keep me from loving you.
This is a classical definition of love, and they are the words of a poet that refuses to die...
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Kainwo Moses (4/23/2010 5:57:00 AM)
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My red red rose,
I will always love thee;
Even though your appearance be seasonal,
I will love thee;
Not even the impossible
Can keep me from loving you.
This is a classical definition of love, and thy are the words of a poet that refuses to die...
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Fiona Lochhead (4/23/2010 5:39:00 AM)
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A beautiful love song....a love which is as fresh as the rose but promises to last forever...would be hard to resist!
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Terence George Craddock (4/23/2010 4:00:00 AM)
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One of my earliest favourite poems, Burns has a rhythm and an immediacy in verse, with concepts of eternal enduring love that appeal and intrigue the hearts and minds of many.
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Kevin Straw (4/23/2010 3:41:00 AM)
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A young man's cry of eternal love which should not be taken too seriously by the beloved. There is a certain ominous implication in:
'As fair art thou, my bonie lass, So deep in luve am I...'
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Ramesh T A (4/23/2010 2:19:00 AM)
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A poetic love song nice to read!
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