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.
Magical. Truly Magical.
"Did my heart love till now? Forswear it, sight!... For I never saw true beauty till this night."
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