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The MinstrelBoy- to the war has gone 4 u9 J* K5 ?3 V
in the ranks of death- you'll- find him : S/ |6 Q0 A5 j. ]! L [
His father's sword- he has girded on " j; ^& L+ s/ z3 @( _" w5 N. sand his wild harp slung- be-hind him " M' y+ [. R5 @
"Land of Song"said the warrior Bard . O' [0 H( f0 ?0 c m'Though all the world betrays- thee, * i- @+ o0 T% Y a: I
one sword at least- thy- rights shall guard, ' ?* N* S" G7 T/ c4 F* H% k3 oone- faithful harp- shall- praise thee * y, v" o5 `# [5 e) u$ s- p, z % C) F$ D9 Z. z
The Minstrel fell- but the forman's chain 6 H# X: @5 Q) Q$ e9 ~+ m+ U
could not bring his proud- soul- under ! n' b2 @' ^, |/ ?. J
The Harp he loved- ne'er spoke again 3 \2 Z' q& H. z7 C
for he tore it's chords- a-sunder ' u- \- J5 q9 \% o k$ Z p* p8 GAnd said 'No chains shall- sully thee, 4 H/ b$ P( f+ M( i
Thou soul of love and bravery. a7 a8 Q" X! p9 Z- f2 y
Thy songs were made for the pure and the free, / l4 T. S: X2 @( x$ n- lThey- shall never sound- in- slavery' 2 ?' N) F5 x! r( n4 K3 v' z. q * {$ G* ]% Y+ q$ r2 |# {& R& a! B0 v. R4 v3 a
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