Two households, unalike in dignity,
(Near fair Konoha, where we lay our scene),
From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,
Where uncivil blood makes civil hands unclean.
From forth the fatal teachings of these two foes
A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life;
Whole misadventured piteous overthrows
Do with their death not bury their villages' strife.
The fearful passage of their death-mark'd love,
And the continuance of their parents' rage,
Which, even their children's end, nought could remove,
Is now the five chapters' traffic of our stage;
The which if you with patient ears attend,
What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend.