Life Is As Tedious As Twice-told Tale,

O Mischief, Thou Art Swift To Enter In The Thoughts Of Desperate Men!

The Villany You Teach Me I Shall Execute; And It Shall Go Hard But I Will Better The Instruction.

I Know A Lady In Venice Would Have Walked Barefoot To Palestine For A Touch Of His Nether Lip

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.

Be Checked For Silence, But Never Taxed For Speech.