When true hearts lie wither'd
And fond ones are flown,
Oh, who would inhabit
This bleak world alone?
The Last Rose of Summer. - Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919)
When true hearts lie wither'd
And fond ones are flown,
Oh, who would inhabit
This bleak world alone?
The Last Rose of Summer. - Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919)