Last Rose Of Summer

Thomas moore, nina simone



'tis the last rose of summer, left blooming all alone

All her lovely companions are faded and gone.

No flower of her kindred, no rose bud is nigh

To reflect back her blushes and give sigh for sigh.



I'll not leave thee, thou lone one! to pine on the stem

Since the lovely are sleeping, go sleep thou with them

'thus kindly i scatter thy leaves o'er the bed

Where thy mates of the garden lie scentless and dead.



So soon may i follow, when friendships decay

And from love's shining circle the gems drop away

When true hearts lie wither'd and fond ones are flown

Oh! who would inhabit this bleak world alone!


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