Last Rose…. going, gone

Last Rose…. going, gone

Daily Comfort Zone

norman lebrecht

September 07, 2022

Thomas 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:



  • Tom says:

    Great recordings, thanks Norman!

  • soavemusica says:

    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.

  • M2N2K says:

    For those of us who are of violinistic persuasion, no mention of that beautiful flower is complete without something like this: .

  • John R. says:

    What about Britten’s version?

  • Doc Martin says:

    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!