In fair Verona....

[bluntforcemama]

where we lay our scene....

 

[Juspar Emvan]

Would not a rose smell as sweet . . .

. . . were it called by another name?

 

[bluntforcemama]

From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.

 

[Juspar Emvan]

From forth the fatal loins of these two foes
A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life;

 

[Juspar Emvan]

Me thinks the lady doth protest too loudly

 

[bluntforcemama]

Thou wast born of woman.
But swords I smile at, weapons laugh to scorn,
Brandish'd by man that's of a woman born.

 

[*Lazer*]

Enter the "jets" dancing and singing down the street

Oh you crazy kids!!!!!

 

[Weevil]

Whole misadventured piteous overthrows
Do with their death bury their parents' strife.

(I think???)

 

[Weevil]

(I remember the rest)

The fearful passage of their death-mark'd love,
And the continuance of their parents' rage,
Which, but their children's end, nought could remove,
Is now the two hours' traffic of our stage;
The which if you with patient ears attend,
What here shall miss, our toil strive to mend.

 

[willfulbrat]

And when I shall die, take him and cut him up in little stars, and he will make the face of heaven so fine that all the world will fall in love with night and pay no worship to the garish sun

 

[Weevil]

And when I shall die, take him and cut him up in little stars, and he will make the face of heaven so fine that all the world will fall in love with night and pay no worship to the garish sun

No, that's wrong. I ended the prologue and the next scene is in Verona between....Two minor characters I believe.

 

[willfulbrat]

I misunderstood the game here. Sorry.

 

[Juspar Emvan]

well, it was a private game to start with anyway, so you missed the rules. "This is a game without rules", that's what she said.