/ \& m1 R6 f: E 5 r9 l- S6 z$ T5 { 0 a8 `( k4 H1 c B+ aThe MinstrelBoy- to the war has gone ; Z: o: j+ M; `9 I0 W) b
in the ranks of death- you'll- find him ( i0 V9 J" g7 q: p1 Y) O' M5 s
His father's sword- he has girded on * H3 Y ^' W* j5 u0 D/ r& C
and his wild harp slung- be-hind him . V- F2 O0 B- m9 X% o"Land of Song"said the warrior Bard 0 H+ N/ K3 g' m" J r* q; k'Though all the world betrays- thee, ' V! b7 d* T7 ? Q G
one sword at least- thy- rights shall guard, 7 d5 C: f4 S% x1 t* T
one- faithful harp- shall- praise thee 2 X' h8 M9 _/ k4 D; a - O$ N6 ^/ X9 C d; [, h
The Minstrel fell- but the forman's chain " K; H+ x5 ?; ~) J2 }) pcould not bring his proud- soul- under ( o8 v. r$ Y, T2 H+ O
The Harp he loved- ne'er spoke again Z( U2 C. K4 F; T- M! Qfor he tore it's chords- a-sunder : H5 t' t9 U/ b0 m G( b
And said 'No chains shall- sully thee, 5 R y4 O' H3 l% f; o- vThou soul of love and bravery. : F0 ]; [; [# E! A$ \Thy songs were made for the pure and the free, . r& \4 B5 ~6 ]; f+ m' t. [
They- shall never sound- in- slavery' # L% }8 w+ a$ U4 x" Y" M
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