A Red, Red Rose

June 29, 2009

Red rose bud

Red rose bud

Red roses

Red roses

A Red, Red Rose
by Robert Burns

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.

2 Responses to “A Red, Red Rose”

  1. Lynne Says:

    One of my favorite poems. Mary Elizabeth Mastrantonio sings a beautiful version of this poem in a sweet little movie called “My Life So Far” – delightful!


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