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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 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!
        By Robert Burns