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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 |
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| Name: jessica boatright | 2004-12-01 |
| 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 |
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| Name: sarah | 2005-11-10 |
| i like this..very nice |
| danny is dumb |
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| Name: christina | 2005-12-14 |
| that poem was so cute. Danny is just jealous. |
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