Analysis of the poem
dialects
Structure
four lines, four stanzas
Theme
deep and direct love
Image
rose, melodie, the sun, the sea -----
Rhyme
June-tune, I-dry, sun-run, while-mile
A Red, Red Rose
Robert Burns
O my Luve’s like a red, red rose Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear, That’s newly sprung in June: And the rocks melt wi’ the sun; O my Luve’s like the melodie I will luve thee still, my dear, That’s sweetly play’d in tune! While the sands o’ life shall run.
As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, And fare thee weel, my only Luve,
So deep in luve am I:
And fare thee weel a while!
And I will luve thee still, my dear, And I will come again, my Luve,
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Analysis of the poem
dialects
Structure
four lines, four stanzas