A Red, Red Rose
By Robert Burns
Oh my luve is like a red, red rose,
That's newly sprung in June:
Oh my luve is like the melodie,
That's sweetly play'd in tune.
As fair art thou, my bonie 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;
And 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!
That's newly sprung in June:
Oh my luve is like the melodie,
That's sweetly play'd in tune.
As fair art thou, my bonie 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;
And 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!
MLA Citation for Video
A Red, Red Rose by Robert burns, Sung by Andy M. Stewart. Dir. Liozzo. Youtube: A Red, Red Rose by Robert burns, Sung by Andy M. Stewart. 17 June 2007. 5 May 2011 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cBCQMWMbeMU.
MLA Citation for Poem
MLA Citation for Poem
Roberts, Edgar V., and Darlene Stock. Stotler. "A Red, Red Rose." Literature an Introduction to Reading and Writing. Upper Saddle River, NJ: Pearson / Prentice Hall, 2008. 570. Print.
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