The House of Seton
of
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From the
And settled the land that
They merged with the Celtic and upheld
their throne,
‘Til time
passed it on to kinsmen their own.
From here at this time the Seton name
grew,
In power and fame, undaunted and true.
To the Crown Imperial to stand and
uphold,
And defend to the death the
For eight hundred years this loyalty
stayed,
“Hazard Yet Forward”,
‘til
The last battle out in the north of Her soil,
And laid her to waste, and left Her to spoil.
With liberty gone, some went away.
While others had chosen to build and to
stay.
We went to
The prospects were dim, so we left it
behind.
So across the ocean to
We journeyed to find, a new home once
more.
It’s there that we stayed for almost two
hundred years,
‘Til
hardships and times awakened their fears.
To leave once again a long cherished home,
Though some yet did stay, others did
roam.
To start over again like the motto
inspires,
A time honoured
sentiment that imagination fires.
Like that of our crest, the Wyvern so
proud,
And the Charlemagnic
Boulonge shield, three crescents cry loud.
It’s this spirit within us from dusk
until dawn,
Regardless of spelling, our name yet
lives on.
Our ancient family’s motto is our
inspiration too,
Despite any peril, in betterment
pursue,
Never ceasing to press on,
And remember our War cry, “A Seton, A
Seton, Set On”.
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Kenneth Robert Seton
© 1993