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In the early dawn the Bishop's men
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Shivered in the damp
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But the shiver came not from the cold
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And spread throughout the camp
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The trembling horses sensed the fear
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Of silent thoughtful men
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Who prayed that wives and families
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Might see them once again
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The Bishop sent a dawn patrol
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To investigate the weight
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Of forces at the King's command
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Ensconced behind the gate
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The ground mist hid the patrol's approach
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As they drew close enough to show
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The sentries on the battlements
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And an archer drew his bow
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From the topmost tower a sentry fell
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As an arrow pierced his skull
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And his headlong flight into the moat
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Seemed that of a gull
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The patrol reported little
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There was nothing much to see
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But the strong and silent castle
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A symbol of the free
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The King's men took communion
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As the first rays of the sun
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Lit up the chapel's gloomy walls
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The fatal day begun
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From the castle green the rooks took flight
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To the high trees in the east
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To their carrion minds the battlefield
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Set a table for a feast
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A tide of black, the Bishop's men
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Equality their right
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Swarmed like ants across the hill
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Their aim at last in sight
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The King's men dressed in purest white
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Were driven back by force
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And the fighting grew more violent
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As the battle took its course
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The Bishops gave the order
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"No mercy to be shown.
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The sacrifice will reap rewards
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When the King is overthrown"
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The sight of children lying dead
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Made hardened soldiers weep
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The outer walls began to fall
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They moved towards the keep
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The rooks surveyed the battlefield
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Their hungry beady eyes
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Revelled in the sight of death
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Showing no surprise
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The pressure mounted steadily
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As the Bishops neared the gate
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And the desperate King called to his knights
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"It's your lives or the state"
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When the anxious King began to fail
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As many thought he might
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The Queen ran screaming round the walls
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And urged the men to fight
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The Bishops' men were tiring
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As the afternoon grew late
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And the King's men lowered the drawbridge
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And poured out through the gate
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They fought their way across the bridge
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The men like falling leaves
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Or ears of corn that fall in swathes
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The vicious sickle cleaves
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The tide receded up the hill
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The waste of reclaimed land
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Once decaying swamp became
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A shore of pure white sand
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A blinded priest was seen to bless
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Both dying and the dead
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As he stumbled around the battlefield
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His cassock running red
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If uniform were black or white
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His eyes could never see
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And death made no distinction
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Whatever man he be
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As darkness fell both camps withdrew
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Their soldiers slain like cattle
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Leaving the rooks to feast alone
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The victors of the battle
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At evensong the camps reviewed
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Their sad depleted ranks
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As survivors of the battle
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Gave god their grateful thanks