'Tis the last rose of summer
Left blooming alone;
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,
To 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,
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?
One of the reasons Cuff is fond of this tune is his love of roses. Whenever he begins to figure out pieces of the puzzle, he begins to hum this tune. However, the tune may signal that this case will be his last, as he heads into retirement after he supposes he is done trying to locate the missing diamond.
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