The Warrior-Bard
| Lyrics by Hilla Stormbringer. Tune: Brian Brou\'s March (trad |
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The Warrior-Bard
Long lengthening years lost legends he told Of honoring oaths to allies of old High-hearted and free his harp in song raised Warriors unvanquished, their valor be praised! Send out the summons, sound the horn! Clarion calls to duty sworn Fealty given, feel no fear Drawn out of darkness, day's dawning is near Forgotten were not fast friendships of yore In brotherhood bound the arms that we bore They now were in need, the enemy nigh, Ride now! O ride now! was our battle cry Mounted the minstrel on his steed Father's sword sworn to friends in need Slung was his shield, harp borne along Warrior bard on the wings of a song Young was he in years, in leg he was lame His father forbade, yet dreamed he of fame "A warrior I am, my duty is clear, Hark the horns blowing, how can I stay here?" "Go then, O go then, only son! Ride and return with battle won! Pass through the dark to greet the day!" In the gloom gathered he galloped away Against foulest foes unnumbered he fought Surrounded, alone, his allies he sought Now cloven his shield, and splintered his sword Notes from his harp heard in darkness abhorred "Hear me, O hear me, freedom's sons! Brave hearts and bold, your battle's won! Voices in victory valiant ring Not for the darkness shall I ever sing!" Last notes from his harp he bought with great pain Unbent, unafraid, unconquered was slain And day's dawning light about him shone gold And on the harp that his hands still did hold Sing now, O sing now, sound the horn! Faithful in friendship, fealty sworn Let not the memory ever die Ride now! O ride now! is our battle cry! |
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