| 'Tis the last rose of summer, | |
| Left blooming alone. | |
| All her lovely companions | |
| Are faded and gone. | |
| No flow'r of her kindred, | |
| No rosebud is nigh, | |
| To reflect back her blushes | |
| Or 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 loves' shining circle | |
| The gems drop away! | |
| When true hearts lie withered | |
| And fond ones are flown | |
| Oh! Who would inhabit | |
| This bleak world alone? |
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