XCVII

  The guests were placed, and now about to eat,

  When suddenly bethought that castellain,

  To house two damsels were a thing unmeet;

  One lady must dislodge, and one remain;

  The fairest stay, and she least fair retreat.

  Where howls the wind, where beats the pattering rain.

  Because they separate came, 'tis ordered so:

  One lady must remain, one lady go.

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