In the ranks of death ye will find him;
His father's sword he hath girded on,
And his wild harp slung behind him;
"Land of Song!" said the warrior bard,
"Tho' all the world betray thee,
One sword, at least, thy rights shall guard,
One faithful harp shall praise thee!"
(I know this isn't the original, but it's the version I know: The Minstrel Boy)
This post has been edited by Shiara: 30 October 2011 - 10:41 AM