Love Poems

A Red, Red Rose

O my luve's like a red, red rose.
That's newly sprung in June;
O my luve's like a melodie
That's sweetly play'd in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will love 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!
Robert Burns
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spelling dude spelling
Name: jessica boatright2004-12-01
you need to learn how to spell okkkk overall i would give it a 8 out 10 at times i couldn't understand it p
i like it
Name: sarah2005-11-10
i like this..very nice
danny is dumb
Name: christina2005-12-14
that poem was so cute. Danny is just jealous.
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