Moore, Thomas

Irland
(1779 - 1852)

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The Last Rose of Summer

INSTRUMENTATIONS :
ORGAN - ORGAO
› Organ solo 1 Original
GUITAR
› Guitar solo (standard notation) 5
› 2 Guitars (Duet) 4
› Guitar solo (with tabs) 1
TRUMPET
› Trumpet and Guitar 4
› Trumpet and Piano 1
PIANO
› Piano solo 4

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ARRANGERS :
› Traditional Original 3
› Behrens, Ralf 32
› Bergeron, Guy 1
› Bizzarri, Bruno 1
› Chauve, Thierry 1
› Christensen, Axel 1
› Dorfer, Franz 1

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The Last Rose of Summer
Thomas Moore

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Composer	Thomas Moore (1779 - 1852)
Instrumentation	Piano solo ➔ 3 other versions
Style	Classical
Arranger	Bizzarri, Bruno (1956 - ) Follow this artist 12 Contact
Key	C major
Lyricist	Thomas Moore
Langage	English
Date	1805
Copyright	Public Domain
Thomas Moore compose "The Last Rose of Summer" basandosi su una melodia tradizionale irlandese.
Sheet central	The Last Rose of Summer (57 sheet music)
	Added by brunobizzarri, 20 Nov 2021

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LYRICS
'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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