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HERE you can find poems about a Cascade of roses
A Red, Red Rose

O my Luves like a red, red rose
That�s newly sprung in June;
O my Luves like the melodie
That�s sweetly played in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I:
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till all the seas gang dry:

Till all the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt within the sun:
I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands of life shall run.

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

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