Classic Poem

At Bonneval in France.

O fond affection, wounder of my heart,
When wilt thou cease to breed my restless pain?
When comes the end of this my cruel smart?
When shall my force beat back thy force again?
When shall I say this restless rage of mine,
By reason ruled, is banished quite away,
And I escaped these cruel bonds of thine,
O flaming fiend, that seekest my decay?
Safe thinking I, Charybdis' rage to fly,
On Scylla rock, in Bonneval I die.