English poem
Seton
by James Miller (1860–1947)
The messenger return’d, says, All is lost! The Regent mortally wounded; aged Lennox, With the Earls of Ross, Monteith, and Sutherland, Carrick and Athole, with the gallant Stewart, And knights unnumber’d, (what a fearful catalogue!) With fourteen thousand commoners, are slain! O, would to Heaven, that we had render’d sooner, It might have saved my son; now God preserve My wife from Edward’s vengeance.