Wednesday, May 27, 2020

A Poem in June 'A Red, Red Rose'

It's almost June.
Enjoy a poem with the red rose. 🌹



A RED, RED ROSE 

Robert Burns 

O, My Love Is Like A Red Red Rose
That's newly sprung in June
O, My Love is like a melody
That's sweetly played in tune

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in love am I
And I will love thee still, my dear,
Till all the seas gang dry.

Till all the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt with the sun
O, I will love thee still, my dear
While the sands of life shall run

And fare thee well, my only love
And fare thee well awhile!
And I will come again, my love
Though it were ten thousand mile



O my luve is the a red, red rose, 

Thats newly spring in June; 
O my luve is like the melodie, 
Thats sweetly played in tune. 

As fair art thou, my bonic 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; 
O I will luve thee still, my deat, 
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 (1759-1796) 

a Scottish lyricist 
using a natural, plain Scottish dialect. 
Auld Lang Syne, etc. by presenting a series of serious lyric poems. 
left a world-famous masterpiece 
There is a collection of poems called Poems Chiefly in Scottish Dialact (1786).


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