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**//A Red, Red Rose//By Robert Burns**//

By Robert Burns**
 * //A Red, Red Rose//

//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 thou art, my bonnie lass, So deep in love am I: And I will love thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry: Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt with the sun; I will luve thee still my dear When the sands of 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.//

My Sum up


 * //Sonnet 18 By William Shakespeare//**

By William Shakespeare**
 * //Sonnet 18//

//Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date: Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimm'd; And every fair from fair sometime declines, By chance, or nature's changing course, untrimm'd;// //But thy eternal summer shall not fade, Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest; Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade, When in eternal lines to time thou growest;// //So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.//

My sum up for Sonnet 18

//**She Walks In Beauty By George Gordon Lord Byron**//

By George Gordon Lord Byron**
 * //She Walks In Beauty//

//She walks in Beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellowed to that tender light Which Heaven to [|gaudy] day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less, Had half impaired the nameless grace Which waves in every raven tress, Or softly lightens o'er her face; Where thoughts serenely sweet express, How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet [|eloquent], The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent!//

My Sum up for "She Walks in Beauty"

My Sum up for all the poems.