Lyrics patterned after The Last Rose of Summer's versions.
Dr Abe V Rotor
LIVING with NATURE CENTER
San Vicente, Ilocos Sur
'Tis the last lily (rose) of summer left blooming alone
All her lovely companions are faded and gone
No flower of her kindred, no lilybud (rosebud) is nigh
To reflect back her blushes and give sigh for sigh
All her lovely companions are faded and gone
No flower of her kindred, no lilybud (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
Thus kindly I scatter thy leaves o'er the bed
Where thy mates of the garden lie scentless and dead
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…
Here is the lyrics of a musical composition of The Last Rose of Summer by Thomas Moore
'Tis the last (lily) 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.
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.
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?
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?
NOTE: I found this tambal lily growing solely on our backyard beside a mango tree in San Vicente, Ilocos Sur. I took these photos before the plant lost its flower to the first heavy rain of May 2018. There is another version of The Last Rose of Summer for the violin in three variations adapted from Friedrich von Flotow's by Henry Farmer. It is a favorite piece I play with the violin witth piano accompaniment by my Daughter Anna Christina, .
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