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Pastimes : TUNES..LISTEN! -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: elpolvo who wrote (34)	7/25/2002 1:09:58 PM
From: HG	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 1713

:) This isn't country....but....she's compelling... My dood hates her... Must be a male thing... - - - - 'Tis the last rose of summer, Left blooming alone; All her lovely companions are faded and gone; No flow'r 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 senseless 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? - Sarah Brightman