"Romeo & Juliet" - The Prologue
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 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 shall strive to mend.
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 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 shall strive to mend.
So you have read the start of how "Romeo and Juliet" met. And
from the messages I have received through Facebook, I gather you want to hear
more about how these two end up.
I would like to warn you that this is not
a story for the faint-hearted. Especially, if you have found yourself, in
our shoes. Some of you might be gravely concerned that I might be setting
myself up to be judged, but this is however, a risk that I am prepared to take in the hope that, together we will realise that we cannot always control the
journey of life we find ourselves on.
For the sake of confidentiality I have
chosen not to mention the name of the person who has made an enormous impact on
my life and who probably does not realise that he has, because of
the situation he finds himself in.
I never thought that I would find myself
breaking all the rules in my book of morals, and frowned upon those who did, until I found myself
in similar shoes.
Contrary to what is said or heard about
me, I have always tried to tow the line in terms of doing the right thing.
And so, like many tragic
romances, this story brings with it joy, sadness, confusion, mistrust, and
sacrifice.
I hope you will be open to
understanding the complexities of love.
I am hoping to do the same, as it is not as straightforward as it sometimes
seems.
Love is definitely not a potion to take with a pinch salt and
a slice of lemon.
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