The Ash Grove: Welsh Folk Tune

Down yonder green valley where streamlets meander,
when twilight is fading I pensively rove.
Or at the bright noon tide in solitude wander
amid the dark shades of the lonely Ash Grove.
‘Twas there while the blackbird was joyfully singing
I first met my dear one, the joy of my heart!
Around us for gladness the bluebells were ringing
Ah! then little thought I, how soon we should part…

Still glows the bright sunshine o’er valley and mountain,
still warbles the blackbird its note from the tree;
still trembles the moonbeam on streamlet and fountain
but what are the beauties of Nature to me?
With sorrow, deep sorrow, my bosom is laden,
all day I go mourning in search of my love!
Ye echoes! oh tell me, where is the sweet maiden?
“She sleeps ‘neath the green turf down by the Ash Grove…”

The Ash Grove

sung by Laura Wright


About layanglicana

Author of books on Calcutta, Delhi and Dar es Salaam, I am now blogging as a lay person about the Church of England and the Anglican Communion. I am also blogging about the effects of World War One on the village of St Mary Bourne, Hampshire.
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One Response to The Ash Grove: Welsh Folk Tune

  1. Reblogged this on Greatpoetrymhf's Weblog and commented:
    The beauty of my day is heightened by Laura Sykes at Rationinativa

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