'TIS THE LAST ROSE OF SUMMER 夏日最后一玫瑰

'Tis the last rose of Summer,

   Left blooming alone;

All her lovely companions

   Are faded and gone;

No flower 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 scentless and dead.

So soon may I follow,

   When friendships decay,

And from love's shining circle

   The gems drop away!

When true hearts lie withered,

   And fond ones are flown,

Oh! Who would inhabit

   This bleak world alone?

      （ by Thomas Moore）

夏日最后一玫瑰'TIS THE LAST ROSE OF SUMMER 

夏剩一玫瑰,

孤单吐芳蕊;

昔日众爱侣,

凋谢不复归;

族中无一花,

身边无一蕾,

欣赏彼红颜,

或叹苦相对!

忍看汝留此,

消瘦在树枝?

姣者正安睡,

同眠在此时。

诚心摘汝叶,

片片撒花池,

汝友眠此处,

无香无鼻息.

若爱烟云散,

友情亦衰微,

我将随汝去,

与汝同枯萎!

真情若枯竭,

亲人亦离去,

冷漠人间世,

有谁愿独居?

                                （易草木 译）