The Last Rose of Summer in Kerkrade: ~8 [) p$ G1 s& j9 e; s
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Lyrics: Sir John Stevenson, 1761-1833.# O+ N" Q% e9 q4 k% s `
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Tis the last rose of summer, , ~0 Q( y1 u) S; X3 y3 |2 Q/ [( j/ NLeft blooming alone, , s9 b9 }9 X v" v. kAll her lovely companions 0 F6 A. M+ X! I5 |( z: G! CAre faded and gone.# s7 i; D% K% N; f7 y* a( K* ~8 [
No flow'r of her kindred9 m' T- r+ Q$ m' l7 e
No rosebud is nigh 3 `+ f/ Q( ? E+ ~# ETo reflect back her blushes, 7 s- v- j, y8 y# h: AOr give sigh for sigh. & ~* Z6 F# S/ A% R4 J0 V8 F! P: W8 S
I'll not leave thee, thou lone one, ( D, L. ?# ~7 a8 ATo pine on the stern,7 k5 C) t" l5 B
Since the lovely are sleeping, 5 L1 v2 x: _6 q1 R: NGo, sleep thou with them5 B) d P5 a, [# {
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Thus kindly I'll scatter % v: ?6 f( X$ I T" @1 HThy leaves o'er the bed,3 t; l. [5 \/ R5 T \
Where thy mates of the garden Q h$ z+ z: S: l" T' N) z
Lie scentless and dead.: B: q9 N; O6 U7 }# h
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So soon may I follow . g( M5 v( r" _9 x3 Y7 FWhen friendships decay;' A2 n& c/ ^" c, ~: S! [8 `
And from love's shining circle% x. N7 C5 L7 ]8 {9 `- l
The gems drop away, v! F. [; [; \3 n3 [2 G
When true hearts lie wither'd ( m4 D8 {1 T/ }7 mAnd fond ones are flow'n 3 o. s2 ]0 M, s1 \2 s# b4 G% AOh! Who would inhabit$ v# \7 `6 @7 `0 n7 I! l5 ]
This bleak world alone?
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