Fore God, You Have Here A Goodly

Let There Be Gall Enough In Thy Ink, Though Thou Write With A Goose-pen, No Matter.

Full Of Wise Saws And Modern Instances.

How Many Fond Fools Serve Mad Jealousy!

Two Stars Keep Not Their Motion In One Sphere.

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.