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The MinstrelBoy- to the war has gone 0 e K* f) H' S) l H2 q" f5 a) A
in the ranks of death- you'll- find him ! i$ i, h) ^# y4 E
His father's sword- he has girded on ! y/ x; m3 f7 o/ Q+ Land his wild harp slung- be-hind him 9 m1 X9 P: X( }1 M8 Q"Land of Song"said the warrior Bard $ \: f8 M4 }% n
'Though all the world betrays- thee, / N" h( a/ u, J; M5 cone sword at least- thy- rights shall guard, / o% c7 g* v& V6 z: A% S$ u
one- faithful harp- shall- praise thee 2 O* O" ~% E7 t! ~; f2 i: R; R + d7 ~& J7 E1 F& O* A, R9 Z1 kThe Minstrel fell- but the forman's chain ; t5 s6 B( _( ?could not bring his proud- soul- under ; m2 L5 c; x9 Y. [# D" z
The Harp he loved- ne'er spoke again ! o L$ U! h6 q% Yfor he tore it's chords- a-sunder 5 [7 n1 y ~3 Q2 @& R$ A
And said 'No chains shall- sully thee, ?5 M9 D( k. Y# h; c7 ?Thou soul of love and bravery. - S+ V- u) k1 ?' }
Thy songs were made for the pure and the free, - k1 ~0 n0 n, d& T- L! |
They- shall never sound- in- slavery' & U0 x# j8 l8 I3 s1 J# S# Y$ k5 B) U- ?4 K7 V