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Sonette II

Poem (Canso): 

Blind in darkness was I, cold and alone,
Seeking but to feel Death’s forgiving smart.
Then did young Cupid send his ribbèd dart
And, with eyes open, I saw how night shone.
Lustrous twilight that blindness overthrown!
Thy tresses would I wind about mine heart,
Enwrapped in midnight thus without depart
To warm what, until now, I feared was stone.
I wagered Love had dealt me a fair hand,
But that blind boy had blinded me the more.
Lost in the graceful wild of that dark land,
I guessed not the heavenly prise in store:
Twin suns that rose from beneath those black locks,
Whose light, so clear, revealed me my new stocks.