Last Rose…. going, gone
Daily Comfort ZoneThomas Moore’s poem:
‘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!
Beethoven’s setting:
And Mendelssohn’s
From Flotow’s opera, Martha:
The Strauss twist:
Great recordings, thanks Norman!
My personal fav on this gem would be Norma Burrowes, even more so than Erna Berger. Lyrical, and phenomenal.
She sang it on television, and it is archived on youtube.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=afBrivvgBlE
For those of us who are of violinistic persuasion, no mention of that beautiful flower is complete without something like this: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kX0U4foQNdg .
What about Britten’s version?
Britten version sung by Pears:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BPSxSFvXrGs
Britten and Pears had a wonderful way with English songs…
https://youtu.be/KdmoxlqQQ4c
Tom Moore’s statue in Dublin had to be moved during work on the tram (LUAS) network, it used to be located on a traffic island over a disused gents public lavatory. Which explains the joke in Ulysses about the Meeting of the Waters!
https://www.waymarking.com/waymarks/WMR0K9_Thomas_Moore_Statue_College_Street_Dublin_Ireland