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It was on that day when the sun's ray
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was darkened in pity for its Maker,
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that I was
captured, and did not defend myself,
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because your lovely
eyes had bound me, Lady.
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It did not seem to
me to be a time to guard myself
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against Love's
blows: so I went on
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confident,
unsuspecting; from that, my troubles
8
started, amongst
the public sorrows.
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Love discovered me
all weaponless,
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and opened the way
to the heart through the eyes,
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which are made the
passageways and doors of tears:
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so that it seems to
me it does him little honour
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to wound me with
his arrow, in that state,
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he not showing his
bow at all to you who are armed.
1: "that day": Petrarch gives the day as April 6, 1327, a Good Friday. See On the death of Laura.