From The Castle of Indolence
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 blood makes civil hands unclean, From forth the fatal loins of these two foes, a pair of star-crossed lovers Take their life.
Whose misadventured piteous overthrows Doth with their parent's strife. The fearful passage of their death-marked love, and the continuance of their parent's rage, Which, but their children's end, naught could remove. Is now the two hour's traffic of our stage, The which if you with patient ears attend, What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend.
This boy will someday know what a brave and gallant woman her mother is. Already he knows her sweetness and loving care; later on he will understand how some men loved her so, that they did dare much for her sake
I just like this one, because it's true- Love is blind