- I gaze upon her rose-wreathed hair and gaze upon her smile.

Seem as you drank the very air, her breath perfumes the while.

And wake for her the gifted line that wild and witching lay.

"Revenge" is by Letitia Elizabeth Landon.

It's actually based of another poem, where this man kills his ex lover.

So this poem is from the point of view of this man's ex lover.

And she's remarking on how you killed her and how nice is that for me because I'm finally avenged that no one loves you anymore.

I don't feel vengeful in any way towards anyone but I thought that would be a fun piece to do for the performance bit.

"Revenge" by Letitia Elizabeth Landon.

- I gaze upon her rose-wreathed hair, and gaze upon her smile, seem as you drank the very air, her breath perfumes the while.

And wake for her the gifted line, that wild and witching lay.

And swear your heart is as a shrine, That only owns her sway.

'Tees well, I am revenged at last, Mark you that scornful cheek, The eye averted as you passed, Spoke more than words could speak.

I, now by all the bitter tears, That I have shed for thee, The racking doubts, The burning fears, Avenged they well may be, By the nights passed in sleepless care, The days of endless woe, All that you taught my heart to bear, All that yourself will know.

I would not wish to see you laid, Within an early tomb, I should forget how you betrayed, And only weep your doom, But this is fitting punishment, To live and love in vain, Oh my wrung heart, be thou content, And feed upon his pain.

Go thou and watch her lightest sigh, Thine own it will not be, And bask beneath her sunny eye, It will not turn on thee.

'Tees well, The rack, the chain, the wheel, Far better hadst thou proved; Even I could almost pity feel, For thou art not beloved.

(soft music) - [Announcer] Funded by the North Dakota Council on the Arts and by the members of Prairie Public.