A Red, Red Rose
by Robert Burns
It doesn't take a rocket scientist to suss out the two most important qualities of our speaker. The dude's head over heels, prime time 100% in love with his bonnie lass. Oh, and he's Scottish.
Other than that, we know that he's leavin', and it's most definitely not on a jet plane, given that this is the 18th century. And that's unfortunate because his journey's a long one—possibly ten thousand miles. That's way farther than The Proclaimers were willing to walk.
And honestly, Shmoopers, that's all you need to know about our new friend. He's Scottish, and he's in love, and he doesn't care who knows it.