In Verona 1 O’er the abodes o’the Capulets and Montagues,  The gentle eye there in the spacious skies now views,  By thunder whipped and washed with rain — —    2 The lonesome ruins of the two adverse estates,  The once so splendid, now demolished, garden gates;  And casts a star from the heavenly plain —    [...]

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