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Tis the Last Rose of Summer.

Tis the Last Rose of Summer. THOMAS MOORE 298.7 "Tis the last rose of summer. Left blooming alone; All her lovely companions Are faded and gone: No flower of her kindred, No rosebud la nigh, To reflect back her blushes. Or give aigh…

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