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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 flower of her kindred |
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No rose-bud is nigh |
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to reflect back her blushes |
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or give sign for sign |
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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 Love's 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 |