The Minstrel Boy – 1779-1852

The Minstrel Boy to the war is gone,

In the ranks of death you'll find him;

His father's sword he has girded on,

And his wild harp slung behind him, —

‘Land of song!’ said the warrior-bard,

‘Though all the world betrays thee,

One sword, at least, thy rights shall guard,

One faithful harp shall praise thee!’

The Minstrel fell! — but the foeman's chain

Could not bring his proud soul under;

The harp he loved ne'er spoke again,

For he tore its clouds asunder;

And said, ‘No chains shall sully thee,

Thou soul of love and bravery!

Thy songs were made for the pure and free,

They shall never sound in slavery.’

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