It seemed no time to be on guard against
Love's blows; therefore, I went my way
secure and fearless--so, all my misfortunes
began in midst of universal woe.
Sonnet 3 by Francis Petrarch:The poem that talkes about how Petrarch fell in love with a woman, most likely Laura, on the day of Good Friday, when he was in church, when he should have been paying attention. His actions are inappropriate.At the end, he blames it all on Cupid.