A Pair Of Star-crossed Lovers.

I Fill Up A Place, Which May Be Better... When I Have Made It Empty.

You Saw Her Fair, None Else Being By, Herself Pois'd With Herself In Either Eye; But In That Crystal Scales Let There Be Weigh'd Your Lady's Love Against Some Other Maid That I Will Show You Shining At This Feast, And She Shall Scant Show Well That Now Seems Best.

But Most It Is Presumption In Us When The Help Of Heaven We Count The Act Of Men.

'tis Best To Weigh The Enemy More Mighty Than He Seems.

Woah Is Me To Have Seen What I Seen See What I See