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.

Robert Burns (1759-1796) Scottish national poet
“A Red Red Rose” (1796)

Burns derived the text from various folk songs.

Added on 14-Aug-08 | Last updated 14-Aug-08
Link to this post
More quotes by Burns, Robert

Leave a Reply