'My love is like a red red rose' is a favourite poem from the Scottish Bard. Real love lasts forever, it says, and this beautiful piece is part of a large and continuing body of love poetry that follows along the same lines. And naturally enough. Imagine winning a life partner with “ My love is conditional on good behavior and will alter with the circumstances.” Not only not very poetic but it seems so practical and realistic.
Perhaps we should see these kind of poetics as similar to the mating dance of many birds. Its all about attracting a mate, and wishing that this might be the one that lasts. Burns wrote hopeful poems for a string of 'true loves'.
But then, this poem has outlived generations of lovers and we can still feel it in our hearts. Here's to you, Robbie Burns!
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.
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:
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.
And fare thee weel, my only Luve
And fare thee weel, a while!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho’ it were ten thousand mile.