The Last Rose of The Season and Other Delights.
Schmidt, Ph.D. (Columbia University)
Walking along this evening, I came
across the unexpected, a solitary rose in
a small bed of rose bushes on a much car-trafficked street. It's December in San
Roses usually are all gone and cut back by now to go into their resting phase for the
Winter. So, it took me by surprise. It was a sign, I felt,
that beauty is everywhere,
often to be seen when it is least expected. I looked around and picked it.
rationalized the temperature might easily drop below 55 at night and the rose would
probably gone by tomorrow morning's dew. And very few pedestrians ever walk here,
further explained to myself. But I wondered, was I any different than the guy who
dozen of my potted rose bushes that were still unplanted and sitting gloriously out
just one Easter morning a few years ago? Well, whatever...when I pinched the
of my find, my newly liberated "Double Delight" rose, the die were cast.
the deed was done.
I want to tell the World how wonderful these "Double Delight" roses are.
Of all the
roses, they reliably have the most pleasant and subtle of fragrances. And as you can
they are wonderfully beautiful. Their pink and white pedals are quite
distinctive. You will find them in lots of gardens and nurseries. Treat
Roses are so very eloquent and versatile. They share our love.
They express regret. They
cheer. They applaud. They say "hello" And they even say
"Good-Bye". I think of
girl who came over to the line of stern looking National Guardsmen on her campus and put
long stemmed rose in a rifle barrel of one. That reminded me of Ben Franklin.
girl with roses.
often happens, one thing leads to another. I recalled the beautiful Irish poem
and song, "The Last Rose of Summer". The words are simple and profound.
poem is by the Irish poet Thomas Moore in 1805. He is much loved by the Irish.
Many classical composers have set his poems to music.
Moore wrote this poem in 1805 while at Jenkinstown
Park (shown below) in County Kilkenny, Ireland.
| "Last Rose of Summer"
by Thomas Moore
'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,
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?"
|Sir John Stevenson set the poem to its widely-known
melody, and this was published in a collection of Moore's work called Irish Melodies
Friedrich von Flotow uses the song in his opera "Martha,"
premiered in 1847 in Vienna.
Brightman recorded the song for her album The Trees They Grow So High.
It is sung in the musical group Celtic Woman by Méav Ní Mhaolchatha and Hayley
Westenra, Click on the picture
This is an Irish rose. Thomas Moore may well have seen one like this.
Scientific Name Rosa 'ANDeli'
Blooms all season; large double blooms; 35
petals; long urn-shaped pointed bud
Fragrance: Strong spicy sweet
Height: 3 to 4 feet
Comments: Vigorous; hardy; good disease resistance; spreading, bushy habit;
glossy, medium green abundant leaves; mildew resistant; must have an open sunny location;
not tolerate wet weather; 3 foot spread; good cut flower; free flowering.
14 fragrant old roses
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The Ultimate in Roses
( pictures.nicolas.delerue.org/.../Roses_7164.html )
Fourth of July
Experts say that one bloom perfumes an entire room.
Tall, bright red and so fragrant!
Scentimental - burgundy and creamy white
( Source: http://www.marinrose.org/scentimental.jpg
Pale pink. Large flowers.