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'Tis the F last Rose Bes of F Summer left blooming C7 aloFne All her lovely Bes compaFnions Bes/D are F/C faded C7 and F gone No flower Bes of her F kindred, no D roseA7bud is D nigh To F reflect back Bes her F blushes G7/D or F give C7 sigh by F sigh I'll not leave thee, though lone one to pine on the steam Since the lovely are sleeping, go sleep though with them Thus kindly I scatter they leaves over the bed Where the mates of the garden lie scentless and dead So soon may Bes I F follow when friendC7ships F decay And from love's Bes shining F circle the gems C7 drop F away When true Bes hearts lie F withered and D fond A7 ones are D flown Oh, F who would Bes inhaFbit G7/D this F/C bleDak C7 world F alone