Oh my Luve's like a red, red rose, That's newly sprung in June: Oh my Luve's like the melodie, That's sweetly play'd in tune. As fair art thou, my bonie lass, So deep in luve am I; And I will luve ...

There are two examples of similes in Robert Burns' poem A Red, Red Rose about his enduring love: 'My love is like a red, red rose that's newly sprung in June.' 'My love is like the melody that's ...

And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry. Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear, ...