English poem
King Edward
by James Miller (1860–1947)
And, ye young galliards! signalize yourselves. Who first discovers where the coward Scots Have fix’d their camp, shall from our royal bounty Receive a pension of one hundred pounds.— Montague sack the town; nor sex, nor age, Nor suckling babe spare not, until the Tweed, Swollen high with blood, o’erflows its fertile banks; Hence shall the haughty burghers learn obedience, Hear but the name of Edward and submit! [Exeunt.