Love's pow'r in my heart shall find no compliance

Love's pow'r in my heart shall find no compliance,

I'll stand to my guard, and bid open defiance;

To arms, I will muster my reason and senses,

Tararara, tararara, a war now commences.

Keep a strict watch, and observe ev'ry motion,

Your care to his cunning exactly proportion;

Fall on, he gives ground, let him never recover,

Victoria! Victoria! the battle is over!