Tuesday, January 25, 2011

A Red, Red Rose



O my love's like a red, red rose,
    That's newly sprung in June;
O my love's like the melody
    That's sweetly played in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
    So deep in love am I;
And I will love thee still, my dear,
Till all the seas run dry.

Till all the seas run dry, my dear,
    And the rocks melt with the sun:
O I will love thee still, my dear,
    While the sands of life shall run.

And fare thee well, my only love,
    And fare thee well awhile!
And I will come again, my love,
    Though it were ten thousand miles.


— Robert Burns


Born on January 25, 1759 Robert Burns first discovered poetry when he first discovered love at the age of 15. Best known for Tam o' Shanter and Auld Lang Syne, Burns poems celebrated Scottish life. Bob Dylan has cited A Red, Red Rose as the most influential poem he has come across. Burns influence continues to be celebrated today on Robert Burns Day — January 25.