. Z% z, _2 f; S& j! B9 o7 p2 h @/ z # g; [% X/ x& Z+ G9 }& }! yThe MinstrelBoy- to the war has gone # X, y, B% \ Z, C' N
in the ranks of death- you'll- find him $ v. F% y1 e0 B$ E0 G3 U) i& CHis father's sword- he has girded on , e3 ^ n1 y) @. Qand his wild harp slung- be-hind him . I2 J2 j; u; G. y2 P5 p" b"Land of Song"said the warrior Bard 1 ~" z1 K9 Q* a2 m- X' p'Though all the world betrays- thee, 6 I5 g6 _! W5 b9 m( |one sword at least- thy- rights shall guard, * B' Y( f5 C' ~- H) b, e. K2 Xone- faithful harp- shall- praise thee ) |7 x% ~$ o4 k( ?3 N- E9 d3 q 2 _9 y% K5 X0 |4 o5 m
The Minstrel fell- but the forman's chain & ?6 H4 o4 K1 L jcould not bring his proud- soul- under . }2 \; {) |1 a% g: {
The Harp he loved- ne'er spoke again 1 `% g2 b. }7 r9 f5 W3 U* y7 Ffor he tore it's chords- a-sunder / k% e( z! Y0 |
And said 'No chains shall- sully thee, 7 [8 k# j" d% ~. c- u9 u3 f b( F1 y, \
Thou soul of love and bravery. ! _ T. M' v' o8 ZThy songs were made for the pure and the free, " m' z% X4 d6 v! r9 u7 cThey- shall never sound- in- slavery' ; j* b( j7 s) q0 j* L 1 }7 _) y7 D9 V; O+ C& l: x: K- m3 b9 v% e" B