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The MinstrelBoy- to the war has gone 0 ^3 t2 c$ h V8 z/ l
in the ranks of death- you'll- find him ! T% Y' ?( v3 z- q1 m
His father's sword- he has girded on - q! B9 J$ K0 Y
and his wild harp slung- be-hind him 2 I* {: _0 X. w6 R* T8 v; T
"Land of Song"said the warrior Bard ! M5 ?9 R! a% E C- N1 }'Though all the world betrays- thee, 6 `& m3 v5 W3 w7 W& pone sword at least- thy- rights shall guard, . N1 N. @) d# a7 Zone- faithful harp- shall- praise thee $ p" W; _6 Z/ v3 C d2 x 7 X L7 H4 P1 J4 d( {& F* J AThe Minstrel fell- but the forman's chain 8 Z$ r$ E- s5 n+ L1 W) ~" }8 r
could not bring his proud- soul- under 3 l- e; J0 Z% E h# g2 a+ nThe Harp he loved- ne'er spoke again / H5 M! s* R/ t5 w i! C# X2 _+ p
for he tore it's chords- a-sunder b' ?; j) K" `5 e+ o, J5 |
And said 'No chains shall- sully thee, 3 v0 o) z7 w3 A# k7 w' \
Thou soul of love and bravery. 2 p' P" y) ?2 o" eThy songs were made for the pure and the free, G# u' B, a; ^! L' J/ X8 ^$ Y1 G1 C
They- shall never sound- in- slavery' * { f6 z7 x1 D