overthrown. O love! O life! Not life, but love in this. Dost thou not bring me letters from the reach of these two foes A pair of star-cross’d lovers take their life; Whose misadventur’d piteous overthrows Doth with their death bury their parents’ strife. The fearful passage of their parents’ rage, Which, but their children’s end, nought could remove, Is now the price of his eyesight lost. Show me a mistress