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The minstrel boy to the war is gone. 

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In the rank of death you'll find him.

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His father's sword he has girded on

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And his wild harp slung behind him.

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"Lord of Song" said the warrior bard,

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"Though the world betray thee,

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One sword, at least thy rights shall guard;

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One faithful harp shall praise thee.

The minstrel fell but the foeman's chain
Could not bring that proud soul under.
The harp he loved ne'er spoke again,
For he tore its cords asunder.
And said, "no things shall sully thee
Thou sould of love and bravery.
Thy songs were made for the pure and free.
They shall never sound in slavery!

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