Petrarch - Sonnet CXCVII lyrics

HE REJOICES AT PARTICIPATING IN HER SUFFERINGS Strange, pa**ing strange adventure! when from one Of the two brightest eyes which ever were, Beholding it with pain dis urb'd and dim, Moved influence which my own made dull and weak. I had return'd, to break the weary fast Of seeing her, my sole care in this world, Kinder to me were Heaven and Love than e'en If all their other gifts together join'd, When from the right eye—rather the right sun— Of my dear Lady to my right eye came The ill which less my pain than pleasure makes; As if it intellect possess'd and wings It pa**'d, as stars that shoot along the sky: Nature and pity then pursued their course. Anon.