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The MinstrelBoy- to the war has gone & U5 f/ T4 n4 j& f9 }
in the ranks of death- you'll- find him ! _4 Y; K/ O. Z+ `, X$ ]; e; I. ^
His father's sword- he has girded on ) m5 v: ]% }& T3 p& m1 T0 qand his wild harp slung- be-hind him 4 q3 k& h3 f" M- f8 u1 w"Land of Song"said the warrior Bard ' T |- L* M" Q) q; m C u'Though all the world betrays- thee, 7 Y' w! J' B9 Z5 V5 r' |one sword at least- thy- rights shall guard, # o4 X( y( [4 H
one- faithful harp- shall- praise thee # x8 U5 k% E1 n 0 Y2 F( I/ V7 [# g4 h6 \
The Minstrel fell- but the forman's chain 4 [$ F1 ~% l- I2 R# A. h3 b
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The Harp he loved- ne'er spoke again 8 K7 {3 `8 G* A, ?' X. ifor he tore it's chords- a-sunder , d( h9 G! R$ j$ e" J$ WAnd said 'No chains shall- sully thee, 5 t Z- n1 ~ K0 j$ {Thou soul of love and bravery. & m O( G9 a( g% KThy songs were made for the pure and the free, ( b8 ^3 k3 r/ I0 T+ M9 a# b+ x
They- shall never sound- in- slavery' 5 d* u v0 j% }: U4 j( H' o) x
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