'Tis the last rose of summer Left blooming all alone All her lovely companions Aare 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
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