% B2 q6 o O/ z. \) U# U% g2 LThe MinstrelBoy- to the war has gone - \7 r8 w3 ~# Jin the ranks of death- you'll- find him " Z' m9 t+ Z2 ]" z' U9 Z' `2 Y
His father's sword- he has girded on ; w" F7 u+ |. z5 W1 ]/ h. v6 d
and his wild harp slung- be-hind him 0 E* U5 ?, e& x' X+ e
"Land of Song"said the warrior Bard 3 k5 Y3 ^4 q. h. p# [$ l8 z" J1 c0 V/ P'Though all the world betrays- thee, , j. g& q$ S2 S6 |/ A9 Mone sword at least- thy- rights shall guard, & m) j3 w' \9 \# Q9 g, g) sone- faithful harp- shall- praise thee # m) _0 ^; D" V8 _5 N1 V4 c ; i5 X6 O9 M* m; ?1 LThe Minstrel fell- but the forman's chain 8 I" a" S0 h3 h( Ucould not bring his proud- soul- under 7 g5 _+ C: Z- p w& h1 X6 Y
The Harp he loved- ne'er spoke again - f; n" e3 X) t9 s" wfor he tore it's chords- a-sunder 1 U- j) l7 s A" P' T; p
And said 'No chains shall- sully thee, ; [ K; @$ |' h/ \* a( K
Thou soul of love and bravery. 2 G6 u- w1 n0 ]0 ]' P P- |Thy songs were made for the pure and the free, 7 e: E+ s* T3 g% v
They- shall never sound- in- slavery' 7 B* q. [* y. ] k1 s$ G
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