midnight
there is neither nobleness nor virtue . Nor any quality that beggars boast not , But he and his smooth sons have swallowed up ; And all the world must mouth their bravery ! -- I owe a debt to Scotland and to him , And I 'll repay it -- I 'll repay it now ! This letter will I shoot to Edward 's camp ; And now , ere midnight , I 'm revenged -- revenged ! -LSB- LADY SETON _ appears from the window of the castle _ , as ELLIOT _ is fixing a letter on an arrow _ . _ Lady Seton _ -LSB- _ from the window _ -RSB- . -- Hold , traitor !