“伊莎贝拉啊！我心中能一半感到，
可以悄悄地向你说出我的苦楚；
倘若你以前曾相信过任何事情，
请相信我如何爱你，相信我的灵魂
如何临近它的劫数：我决不用
不受欢迎的紧握使你的手疼痛，
决不用凝望使你的眼睛惊惶；
但我不能再活一夜，倘若无法倾诉热情与衷肠。

"O Isabella, I can half perceive
That I may speak my grief into thine ear;
If thou didst ever any thing believe,
Believe how I love thee, believe how near
My soul is to its doom: I would not grieve
Thy hand by unwelcome pressing, would not fear
Thine eyes by gazing; but I cannot live
Another night, and not my passion shrive.