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As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,11 This is the fifth line of the poem.
So deep in luve am I;2
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.
—Robert Burns
posted by wheelieman at 11:06 AM on March 27, 2006