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'Tis the last rose of summer, |
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Left blooming alone. |
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All her lovely companions |
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Are faded and gone. |
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No flow'r of her kindred, |
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No rosebud is nigh, |
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To reflect back her blushes |
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Or give sigh for sigh. |
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I'll not leave thee thou lone one |
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To pine on the stem, |
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Since the lovely are sleeping |
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Go sleep thou with them; |
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Thus kindly I scatter |
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Thy leaves o'er the bed, |
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Where thy mates of the garden |
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Lie scentless and dead. |
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So soon may I follow |
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When friendships decay, |
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And from loves' shining circle |
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The gems drop away! |
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When true hearts lie withered |
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And fond ones are flown |
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Oh! Who would inhabit |
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This bleak world alone? |
