! f h6 w. r; Q" m$ a5 f ) M4 w; y* \- |. c( D) \ S # m& T, R6 X2 L/ L1 z9 JThe MinstrelBoy- to the war has gone 4 t0 N/ f+ L# E3 m* Jin the ranks of death- you'll- find him 3 K2 D/ G0 F; u: \His father's sword- he has girded on 2 O7 Y8 g( ?, g# K, band his wild harp slung- be-hind him 2 B7 M% {6 L) [( @9 q7 R/ ?
"Land of Song"said the warrior Bard # a8 @) }- h* f0 l* g
'Though all the world betrays- thee, 2 ]4 i/ V# g% v$ l! {8 Rone sword at least- thy- rights shall guard, + b# v+ f& O. b. k5 s
one- faithful harp- shall- praise thee - o" x, p, T# Z4 J
8 _9 m" o q, y2 A' OThe Minstrel fell- but the forman's chain \5 E# m; C6 n( f P6 i& Qcould not bring his proud- soul- under K( X5 }" y! A: KThe Harp he loved- ne'er spoke again ( ]" a0 r( h0 A0 q. \: n( w5 G# O
for he tore it's chords- a-sunder / l& F; G" l5 a5 E. tAnd said 'No chains shall- sully thee, " _1 P& s, f' Z! TThou soul of love and bravery. ; g; [7 v; P* ~+ I1 g6 _3 _: E" ?2 }, R
Thy songs were made for the pure and the free, 3 Z: _8 Z( ?4 \2 ^) B* i5 b2 W" y
They- shall never sound- in- slavery' + r P+ L) W1 d) @/ P# |, f
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