>>2180065>>2180071>>2180073>>2180075Two witches, both alike in dignity,
In Mitakihara, where we lay our scene,
From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.
From forth the fatal wish of one magical girl
A pair of star-cross’d lovers take their lives;
Whose misadventur’d piteous overthrows
Do with their death bury entropy.
The fearful passage of their death-mark’d love,
And the continuance of the Incubators’ rage,
Which, but the Devil's end, nought could remove,
Is now the two hours’ traffick of our stage;
The which if you with patient ears attend,
What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend
