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Folk Song

X:1 T:The Last Rose Of Summer C:Trad Z:Webmaster K: W:1 W:'Tis the last rose of summer, left blooming alone; W:All her lovely companions are faded and gone; W:No flower of her kindred, no rose bud is nigh, W:To reflect back her blushes, or give sigh for sigh! W: W:2 W:I'll not leave thee, thou lone one, to pine on the stem! W:Since the lovely are sleeping, go sleep thou with them; W:Thus kindly I scatter thy leaves o'er the bed, W:Where thy mates of the garden, lie scentless and dead. W: W:3 W: So soon may I follow, when friendships decay, W:And from love's shining circle the gems drop away! W:When true hearts lie wither'd, and fon ones are flown, W:Oh! who would inhabit this bleak world alone? % % % % %

					
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