Thursday 22 April 2010
The Thursday Poem
Young Woman Reading by a Window by Delphin Enjolras
My Love is Like a Red Red Rose
My love is like a red red rose
That's newly sprung in June:
My love is like the melody
That's sweetly play'd in tune.
As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in love am I:
And I will love thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gan dry.
Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun:
And I will love thee still, my dear,
While the sands o' life shall run.
And fare thee weel, my only love,
And fare thee weel a while!
And I will come again, my love,
Tho' it were ten thousand mile.
Robert Burns
(25th January 1759 - 21st July 1796)
from the book: Poem for the Day One
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