White Coral Bells White coral bells upon a slendor stalk Lillies of the vally deck my garden walk Oh, don't you wish That you could hear them ring That will happen only when the fairies sing Ash Grove Down yonder green valley Where streamlets meander When twilight is fading I pensively rove Or at the bright moontide In solitude wander Amid the dark shades Of the lonely ash grove 'Tis there where the blackbird Is cheerfully singing Each warbler enchants With his notes from the tree; Ah, then little think I Of sorrow or sadness The ash grove entrancing Spells beauty for me The ash grove how graceful How plainly 'tis speaking The harp thro' it playing Has language for me Whenever the light thro' Its branches is breaking A host of kind faces Is gazing at me The friends of my childhood Again are before me Each step wakes a mem'ry As freely I roam With soft whispers laden Its leaves rustle o'er me The ash grove, the ash grove Alone is my home