English poem
Lady Seton
by James Miller (1860–1947)
Monster! for once revenge shall be a virtue! My son has died to win immortal fame, To bloom like laurel on the shield of Cheyne, And be a stain for aye on Edward’s chaplet. Sound the war-slogan now—“Set-on,” to the siege, Let the red crest spit fire—Revenge, revenge! [Exit LADY SETON.