Ask Me No Reason Why I Love

Two Households, Both Alike In Dignity In Fair Verona, Where We Lay Our Scene From Ancient Grudge Break To New Mutiny Where Civil Blood Makes Civil Hands Unclean. From Forth The Fatal Loins Of These Two Foes A Pair Of Star-cross'd Lovers Take Their Life Whose Misadventured Piteous Overthrows Do With Their Death Bury Their Parents' Strife.

I Am Not Of That Feather, To Shake Off My Friend When He Must Need Me

What Seest Thou Else In The Dark Backward And Abysm Of Time?

As I Love The Name Of Honour More Than I Fear Death.

All The Perfumes Of Arabia Will Not Sweeten This Little Hand! Oh, Oh, Oh!