Oh, my love is like a red, red rose
That's newmly sprung in June,
My love is like the melody
That's sweetly played in tune.
So, Fair art thou, my bonnny lass,
So deep in love am I,
And i will love thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry
Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear
An the rocks melt wi' the sun
And i will love thee still my deer,
While the sand o' life shall run.
And fare thee weel, my only love!And fare thee weel a while!
And i will come agian, my love
Though it were ten thousand mile.
By Robert Burn (1759-1769)
...i quoted the poem form this book. This is one of my favorite literature books when i was in college.
see, so thick , isn't it? I was fever while i read shakespears' works.. My mind was blocked while digesting the words.....so lame of me..ahaha..till then, take care
xoxoxo, josh
