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  title: A Red, Red Rose
  author: Robert Burns
  who: Poet, lyricist, farmer
  year: 1794
  width: 70%

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      - "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."

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      - "As 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:"

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      - "Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,"
      - "And the rocks melt wi' the sun:"
      - "I will luve thee still, my dear,"
      - "While the sands o' life shall run."

    - section:

      - "And fare thee well, my only Luve"
      - "And fare thee well, a while!"
      - "And I will come again, my Luve,"
      - "Tho' it were ten thousand mile. "