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The last rose of summer - Benjamin Britten - Stephen Sands, tenor

Stephen Sands, tenor (http://StephenSands.net) Dan Foster, piano Taakandi Ando, technical director The last rose of summer Thomas Moore, poet Benjamin Britten, music ‘Tis the last rose of summer, left blooming alone; All her lovely companions Are faded and gone; No flower of her kindred, No rose-bud 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 wither’d, And fond ones are flown, Oh! who would inhabit This bleak world alone?