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A Red, Red Rose

By Robert Burns

O my Luve is like a red, red rose     That’s newly sprung in June; O my Luve is like the melody     That’s sweetly played in tune. So 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 love thee still, my dear,     While the sands o’ life shall run. And fare thee weel, my only luve!     And fare thee weel awhile! And I will come again, my luve,     Though it were ten thousand mile.

🌹Painting by Berit Kruger Johnsen

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Annabel Lee

By Edgar Allan Poe

It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of Annabel Lee; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child, In this kingdom by the sea, But we loved with a love that was more than love- I and my Annabel Lee- With a love that the wingèd seraphs of Heaven Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago, In this kingdom by the sea, A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling My beautiful Annabel Lee; So that her highborn kinsmen came And bore her away from me, To shut her up in a sepulchre In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in Heaven, Went envying her and me- Yes!—that was the reason (as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea) That the wind came out of the cloud by night, Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we- Of many far wiser than we- And neither the angels in Heaven above Nor the demons down under the sea Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;

For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side Of my darling-my darling-my life and my bride, In her sepulchre there by the sea- In her tomb by the sounding sea.

Painting • Embrace • Lucy Campbell

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He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not...

Remember this verse?

He loves me, He loves me not. He loves me, He loves me not. He loves me…

When I was a young girl, my friends and I often plucked the petals of daisy-like flowers, hoping the final petal coincided with he loves me.

But… what if the last petal announced the wrong outcome? We plucked another flower and started over, of course. 😊

👒 Illustration • Lover Hat • Laura Orsolini

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