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The MinstrelBoy- to the war has gone / R1 M% c2 Y. @% ^9 B9 [& p/ r
in the ranks of death- you'll- find him ( X, R4 U! U' r9 i# l! Z9 W) t0 `
His father's sword- he has girded on ' P; x7 i/ ^$ ?9 G" I* Pand his wild harp slung- be-hind him & x7 R. s7 ]+ \& X3 q"Land of Song"said the warrior Bard ) j- z( \+ n/ R& Y$ J
'Though all the world betrays- thee, $ R: b9 D5 g" u: n* V/ |5 ^ a
one sword at least- thy- rights shall guard, 3 e g3 u# O8 T4 g2 g3 I9 a5 u5 e* ~
one- faithful harp- shall- praise thee 1 D! {0 s" }! L( d0 B3 l 7 \! |+ ` U ~4 T4 Z- s; ZThe Minstrel fell- but the forman's chain ) V' }* T' N G8 o1 F
could not bring his proud- soul- under " S1 l; B" W( `8 hThe Harp he loved- ne'er spoke again 6 k' B9 {5 C$ g" qfor he tore it's chords- a-sunder " C( K8 @: s: k4 L
And said 'No chains shall- sully thee, ' b/ u! y6 ?! yThou soul of love and bravery. 6 |+ P5 `+ |1 b* V2 cThy songs were made for the pure and the free, 5 k- c& m5 G2 v' E
They- shall never sound- in- slavery' 3 k6 ^( d4 E6 [, W3 X* u
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