In Verona Poem by Cyprian Kamil Norwid
In Verona
1
Above the house of Capulet and Montague,
Thunder-moved washed in dew,
Heaven's gentle eye
2
Looks on ruins of hostile city-states,
On broken garden gates,
And drops a star from on high.
3
It is for Juliet, a cypress whispers,
For Romeo that tear
Seeps through the tomb.
4
But men say knowingly and mock
It was not a tear but a rock
Awaited by none.
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