Condemned to suffer what I cannot bear;
Tortured with love, and furious with despair.
Of all the pains which wretched mortals prove,
The fewest remedies belong to love:
But ours has none; for, if we should enjoy,
Our fatal cure must both of us destroy.
Oh dear Victoria! cause of all my pain;
Oh dear Victoria! whom I would not gain;
Victoria, for whose sake I would survive!
Victoria, for whose sake I dare not live!