The Ash Grove for soprano, alto and guitar

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1989 performance with soprano Sheralyn Rennert

Down yonder green valley,
where streamlets meander,
When twilight is fading
I pensively rove
Or at the bright noontide
in solitude wander,
Amid the dark shades
of the lonely ash grove;



'Twas there, while the blackbird
was cheerfully singing,
I first met my dear one,
the joy of my heart!
And near 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.