0 C* ]' y/ j) K # G6 m- \7 E- O( v : b+ l3 N g( `$ c; M" {1 a" u% b1 {The MinstrelBoy- to the war has gone # J! J( I o$ }; gin the ranks of death- you'll- find him 9 u3 o: x/ v: D2 O7 u6 H
His father's sword- he has girded on ; G6 m! ^6 y7 dand his wild harp slung- be-hind him 1 q2 W$ }9 x. I; P
"Land of Song"said the warrior Bard * ]; ], I* t$ e'Though all the world betrays- thee, 2 h3 I4 ~6 P g, O
one sword at least- thy- rights shall guard, 6 ~. s0 O! ?! Y1 @: P w7 R* I8 X
one- faithful harp- shall- praise thee $ c. d2 `9 l. @& C/ v 1 @" ?% j, E# M
The Minstrel fell- but the forman's chain 9 ^$ @' G, Q, H) h# c0 {" kcould not bring his proud- soul- under / ~/ h3 R: i# s8 jThe Harp he loved- ne'er spoke again ' h. E4 B& y5 S
for he tore it's chords- a-sunder 4 }. D0 J5 M( w- EAnd said 'No chains shall- sully thee, 0 i0 i6 W1 r/ o4 {$ a) {
Thou soul of love and bravery. 1 N3 _ @ K# H7 g, `" Z
Thy songs were made for the pure and the free, ) `# G6 ]8 F+ e8 q9 t" dThey- shall never sound- in- slavery' ) F' R& Y, r* d6 F" p8 D+ I4 X. @( J- f1 W/ j$ k
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