Ash Grove


Down yonder green valley

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Where streamlets meander

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When twilight is fading

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I pensively roam.

Or at the bright noontide

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in solitude wander

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Amid the dark shadows

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Of the lovely ash grove.

Tis there the blackbird

is cheerfully singing

Each warbler enchants

with his note from the tree.

Ah, then little think I

of sorrow or sadness,

The ash grove, entrancing

spells beauty for me.