Last Rose

'Tis the last rose of summer left blooming alone All her lovely companions are faded and gone Faded and gone, faded and gone No flower of her kindred, no rosebud is nigh To reflect back her blushes and 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 So soon may I follow when friendships decay And her love's shining circle the gems drop away Drop away, drop away No flower of her kindred, no rosebud is nigh To reflect back her blushes and give sigh for sigh When true hearts lie withered and fond ones are flown Oh who would inhabit this bleak world alone?