Lady H. (sings). 'Tis the last rose of summer,
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 faded,
Go sleep thou with them.
Thus kindly I'll scatter
Thy leaves o'er the bed,
Where thy mates of the garden
Lie scentless and dead.
Lio. All my proud rank forgetting
For the maid I love alone,
I'd lift her from her low estate,
And make her all my own.
Lio. (speaks). Martha!
Lady H. Master!
Lio. My heart can no longer be denied. I have loved you from the first moment I saw you yonder at Richmond market. Martha (takes her hand again).
Lady H. Ah, no, no! (Turns her face away.)
Lio. Love at first sight! First love at first sight!
Lady H. No more, no more! Oh, be silent!
Lio. Martha, I shall never love woman but you. (Puts his arm around her.)
Lady H. (tries to escape). Oh, I must go, I must go! (Pulls away.)