Until recently, my knowledge of Verona was limited purely to the many hours as a teenager being forced to study Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet. Any beauty in the city that could have been imagined was always tempered by the adolescent resentment of the schoolwork.
To visit Verona as an adult and be free of burden of essays and exams felt like discovering it anew. In tribute, it felt like a prologue of that experience was necessary.
Two hours spent, both a like of the city
In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,
From school begrudge break to new scrutiny,
Where civilian eyes makes civic lands unseen.
From forth the fatal lines that once were foes
A place of stars, crosses and love brings new life;
And Verona adventure overthrows
That feel of death buried under study’s strife.
The near-full passages flow free with mark’d love,
And the ancient buildings show a romance age,
Which, but the tourist crowd, nought could remove,
Is now the two hours’ sightsee of this stage;
The which if you with patient eyes attend,
What’s once remiss, some photos shall strive to mend.
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