Two peoples, both the same in their power
In peacefull Pallet, where we host our tale
Bring, from ancient hate, a new blood shower
Where people fighting make peaces will stale
Out of the loins of these fatal foes
Two fate-forsaken lovers take their lives
Who's sad adventures do downwardly go
Do take their selves, and end their parents strife
The awfull story of their deathset love
And their unrelenting parents true rage
Except for their child's death none could remove
Is now the fourty minutes of my stage
So read carefully, what you have here missed
With my writing I now shall here by fix