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CROTCHET CASTLE.
And Florence scorned the bookworm vain, Who sword nor spear could raise;And Blanchflor scorned the unlettered brain Could sing no lady's praise.
From dearest love, the maidens bright To deadly hatred fell,Each turned to shun the other's sight, And neither said farewell.
The king of birds, who held his court Within that flowery grove,Sang loudly: "'Twill be rare disport To judge this suit of love."
Before him came the maidens bright, With all his birds around,To judge the cause, if clerk or knight In love be worthiest found.
The falcon and the sparrow-hawk Stood forward for the fight:Ready to do, and not to talk, They voted for the knight.
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