In Verona

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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 — —

The lonesome ruins of the two adverse estates,
The once so splendid, now demolished, garden gates;
And casts a star from the heavenly plain —

The cypress says: For Romeo and Juliet
It is a tear that permeates their tombs so wet,
And drenches them – now even more.

But many people, in a sagely fashion, say
That it is rocks and stones not tears that fall today,
Stones and rocks – that none’s been waiting for!