Piet Hein ADRESS TO MY BELOVED Some girls I worship from afar To passionate exess. But when I meet them face to face I love them rather less. Some other girls I love afresh Each time I meet again....

R BurnsMy Love is like a red, red roseO my Luve's like a red, red roseThat’s newly sprung in June;O my Luve's like the melodieThat’s sweetly play'd in tune.As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,So deep in luve am I:And I...