Renowned for his filthy poetry, I reckon some woman truly got her claws in the man. This is a poem truly inspired. Often referred to as “Scotland’s favorite son”, the Scottish poet was (and still is) absolutely loved in his native land. And after this poem, you will know why.
“A Red Red Rose”
by Robert Burns
O my Luve is like a red, red rose
That’s newly sprung in June;
O my Luve is like the melody
That’s sweetly played in tune.
So 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 love thee still, my dear,
While the sands o’ life shall run.
And fare thee weel, my only luve!
And fare thee weel awhile!
And I will come again, my luve,
Though it were ten thousand mile.
“A Red Red Rose” pours out the most epic love of the 18th century. It is a newly sprung rose. It is a sweet melody. It is as everlasting as the sea. It will still be there when the sun melts the earth. It will last all our lives. So goodbye, my love, but I’ll be back, even if ten thousand miles are in the way!!!
Does this sound like a love you would want?