Two households, both alike in dignity,
Two well respected families
In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,
The scene is in a city named Verona
From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,
From an old wrongdoing to a new problem
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.
Civilians start fights and get blood on their hands
From forth the fatal loins of these two foes
From their parents, these children were born to die together
A pair of star-cross’d lovers take their life;
Two lovers kill themselves
Whose misadventured piteous overthrows
Their adventures lead to bad things
Do with their death bury their parents’ strife.
They kill each other to end the grudge
The fearful passage of their death-mark’d love,
Their great love caused their deaths
And the continuance of their parents’ rage,
Their deaths did not end the family fued
Which, but their children’s end, nought could remove,
Only the childrens death could end their parents rage
Is now the two hours’ traffic of our stage;
This is what the 2 hour play is about
The which if you with patient ears attend,
If the audience listens well
What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend.
If you didn’t understand these words the play will show you what happened
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