Atticus: Do the stars control our fate?
Do we play out some old tragic tale?
Have our paths crossed all too late?
And is our star crossed love doomed to fail?
Maddie: See in the night a blaze in the sky,
A new constellation: You and I.
Stop the stars; slow the moon.
Don't let love end too soon.
We're not through; we've just begun.
Two star crossed lovers shine as one.
[Duke Ellington/Billy Strayhorn, "Such Sweet Thunder" (after the
Elizabethan Sonnet)]
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