Dying Rose - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
DYING ROSE. Copyright, 1896, by T. B. Harms & Co. Words and Music by Louise Tunison. 
Rose, thou art fading, drooping and dying, Though all the air with thy fragrance is sighing; Can'st thou not live, sweet flowers, yet awhile longer? That in thy presence my heart may grow stronger. Last night my love gave me thee, as a token; True was her heart, true the words of love spoken: Thou brought me joy, rose-such joy did'st thou give, I'd have thee ever, forever to live; I'd have thee ever, forever to live. 
While I behold thee, cruel doubts are banished-Breathing thy perfume, sad mem'ries are vanished, All of life's bitterness fades as a dream, I forget sorrow, but joys do remain. Ah! thou art dying, rose, still thou art dying; E'en in thy death, rose, with fragrance thou'rt sighing. Still I'll not chide thee more, in peace depart; Thy life, though brief, hath thrice blessed my heart; Thy life, though brief, hath thrice blessed my heart.