Dan Gibson
the last rose of summer
'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 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
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?
This bleak world alone
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- Pianoscapes: The Best Of Solitudes
- What a Wonderful World: Sentimental Clarinet With Nature...
- The Best of Solitudes: 20th Anniversary Collection
- Classical Garden
- Classical Romance
- Dock Of The Bay
- Flute Dreams
- Memories of Summertime
- Natures Glory
- Peace in the Valley
- Moonlight Sonata
- Christmas in the Country
- Natural Relaxation
- Solitudes, Nature Sound Collection: Songbirds by the Stream
- Angels of the Sea
- Thunder Spirit
- Where Eagles Soar
- Favorite Selections
- Morning Has Broken
- Caribbean Dream