Eyes, it seems habit compels you to cry

Eyes, it seems habit compels you to cry
until my heart aches with pain: when you could
see my beloved your longing increased,
now that you cannot see him, what fools you?

"The beautiful, true, and living image Love
Love reveals to us everywhere we
look, whose vividness penetrates your heart,
does not seem to us a delusion."

"It is your mad blind perception of an
image that doesn't exist stirs false hopes
to burn violently and to kill my heart."

"If it is your heart believes and we gaz
in vain, the fault's equal: your heart by flame,
we by tears purge your beloved away".

An image of the Italian text from Visconti's 1840 edition
From V LXXXIII:83. See also B A1:70:38; R CIIII:299-300. VC imitates Petrarch's Sonnet 84: "Occhi, piangete, accompagnate il core" ("'Eyes, weep; accompany the heart ..." Durling, pp 186-7). Key

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