& x, W) G+ O7 l$ K' O : P2 I/ S/ W- R# F2 n) D3 mThe MinstrelBoy- to the war has gone 6 Y% X( ?. U6 l; [in the ranks of death- you'll- find him ; f" c% g1 w" [
His father's sword- he has girded on 2 V7 {* a4 O0 r2 f2 R, f
and his wild harp slung- be-hind him % q# q( G% w5 ?/ }, q, w
"Land of Song"said the warrior Bard % X4 Q& {+ s8 B% |+ f( V3 A+ D0 P. T'Though all the world betrays- thee, 0 h% b/ n) U; c, ?2 E! [7 E% E
one sword at least- thy- rights shall guard, }+ T! [8 @) c' Q! p) E ^one- faithful harp- shall- praise thee 7 h2 l8 W+ f0 a/ v% x3 ^" x , y- p4 ^4 X% z" P' D# L6 L
The Minstrel fell- but the forman's chain 8 g, R* j' j& J/ G0 {1 ~+ C( vcould not bring his proud- soul- under 2 B( o4 S8 ~4 W; H- N5 h( ?The Harp he loved- ne'er spoke again . W: R1 |" N! Kfor he tore it's chords- a-sunder 2 G5 }% W7 u( c# y0 x% Z- E. ^And said 'No chains shall- sully thee, }* {& O1 d" M' b7 Y2 j7 r, B; P b
Thou soul of love and bravery. 8 `. p5 A' Y3 o! [9 z
Thy songs were made for the pure and the free, 7 Z2 }$ ?" j2 A* i/ x
They- shall never sound- in- slavery' ' w- ?# I' J8 K |* { + \$ _% I# q( F& h/ e# V % h! ^: e( B% q7 T- S$ ]+ {; K+ B% ^+ p- u/ Q6 m