The Last Rose of Summer – Thomas Moore (1779 – 1852)

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19th Century Guitar Songs– Canciones con Guitarra del Siglo XIX

Beret Arcaya, soprano
Anthony Madigan, guitar

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The Last Rose of Summer
Poetry by Thomas Moore (1779 – 1852)

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 scentless 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?

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In collaboration with Francis Keeping
Video editing by Jimmy Mora

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