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May 27, 2005
In the ranks of death you'll find him...
The Minstrel fell! But the foeman's steel
Could not bring that proud soul under;
The harp he lov'd ne'er spoke again,
For he tore its chords asunder;
And said "No chains shall sully thee,
Thou soul of love and brav'ry!
Thy songs were made for the pure and free
They shall never sound in slavery!
Posted by tree hugging sister at May 27, 2005 09:25 AM
Comments
Beautiful and very moving. Thanks.
Posted by: red at May 27, 2005 05:19 PM