Love's Fateful End
Two households, both alike in dignity,
In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,
From ancient grudge break new mutiny,
Where civil blood make civil hands unclean.
A pair of star-crossed lovers take their life;
Whose misadventur'd piteous overthrows
Doth with their duty bury their parents' strife.
The fearful passage of their parents' rage,
Which by their children's end, nought could remove,
Is now the two hours traffic of our stage;
The which if you with ears attend,
What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend.
Romeo and Juliet, Prologue
William Shakespeare