For thee all the hardships of life I could bear
and brave the attacks of misfortune and care,
but care and misfortune my mind would subdue,
if the friend of my heart must partake of them too.

Had fate from its bounty propitiously lent
enough but to furnish the cot of content,
the dictates of love in that cot I'd pursue,
for the friend of my heart would partake of them too.

But Nancy with nought but her truth to endear,
with nothing to give to distress but a tear,
can ne'er look for comfort with ruin in view,
and the friend of her heart to partake of it too.