Folk Song Arrangements: The last rose of summer
Sarah Brightman Lyrics


'Tis the last rose of summer,
Left blooming alone,
All her lovely companions are faded and gone,
No flower 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 senseless and dead.

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?


Lyrics © Anthem Entertainment



Written by: Thomas Moore

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