'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 
Or give sigh for sigh 
So soon may 
I follow When friendships decay 
And from love's shining circle 
The gems drop away 
When true hearts lie withered 
And fond ones are flown 
Oh! who would inhabit 
This bleak world alone