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==Original text and translations== | ==Original text and translations== | ||
{{Text|English| | |||
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 cheerfully singing | |||
I first met that 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, O tell me | |||
Where sweet is the maiden? | |||
“She sleeps ‘neath the green turf | |||
Down by the Ash Grove”.}} | |||
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- Editor: Jeremy Rawson (submitted 2009-07-13). Score information: A4, 4 pages, 38 kB Copyright: Personal
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General Information
Title: The Ash Grove
Composer: Jeremy Rawson
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Folksong
Language: English
Instruments: Piano
First published: 2007
Description: An arrangement of the Welsh folk song for SATB. This is one of a number of British Folk Song arrangements. See the composer page for the others.
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Original text and translations
English text
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 cheerfully singing
I first met that 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, O tell me
Where sweet is the maiden?
“She sleeps ‘neath the green turf
Down by the Ash Grove”.