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Robert Burns

Robert Burns. Poem analysis A Red, Red Rose. O, my luve2 is like a red, red rose, That's newly sprung in June; O, my luve is like the melodie,3 That's sweetly play'd in tune4. As fair art thou5, my bonie lass6, So deep in luve am I; And I will luve thee still, my dear,

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