+ a" x" g; W; w) y" r 6 n( y6 F# F K3 [The MinstrelBoy- to the war has gone - a" B+ ^) E9 ^# s8 ~1 U" T8 v
in the ranks of death- you'll- find him ! H8 Q' }; Z. `# u( ~( d- c; \# C
His father's sword- he has girded on / S3 i/ P# Y/ k* f4 M% ^and his wild harp slung- be-hind him 5 U1 U+ ~9 o: g) ?
"Land of Song"said the warrior Bard ( _8 ?% [; K8 K& S3 `
'Though all the world betrays- thee, " D9 K) H1 ^, M; a5 G, G
one sword at least- thy- rights shall guard, " }- F+ K, Q4 V
one- faithful harp- shall- praise thee % Q) }# h0 S& R0 Z6 ?5 }4 B
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The Minstrel fell- but the forman's chain 4 _5 c! i; L0 N% Z6 U( E+ J
could not bring his proud- soul- under ! O, g0 Z, r8 Y4 `0 Z
The Harp he loved- ne'er spoke again " |" ?2 R0 l/ rfor he tore it's chords- a-sunder 7 [+ d5 J( Y* y6 X5 f- m2 EAnd said 'No chains shall- sully thee, ) t5 g( j: X# o4 O+ Z3 J7 w1 S
Thou soul of love and bravery. # c4 w5 E, J/ d' ]7 q5 R. v
Thy songs were made for the pure and the free, 3 b) f$ J' g7 l3 oThey- shall never sound- in- slavery' ' K' O4 \3 n. P& X/ F9 e , Q/ o- |, c2 o( d1 { $ U5 u3 j: U2 g1 O: H/ f8 M5 C. O1 {# y