It was upon a Lammas night, (harvest festival) When corn-rigs are bonie, Beneath the moon's unclouded…
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A Red, Red Rose.
O my Luve's like a red , red rose That's newly sprung in June O my…
Continue ReadingO my Luve's like a red , red rose That's newly sprung in June O my…
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