Did I drive you away? I know what you’ll say, You say, “Oh, sing one we know”, But I promise you this, I’ll always look out for you, That’s what I’ll do.
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. The fearful passage of their...