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!