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- If I profane with my unworthiest handThis holy shrine, the gentle sin is this:My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready standTo smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.
- Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much,Which mannerly devotion shows in this;For saints have hands that pilgrims’ hands do touch,And palm to palm is holy palmers’ kiss.
- Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer.
- Saints do not move, though grant for prayers’ sake.
- Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?
- O then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do.They pray: grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.
- Romeo pulls Juliet aside from the Capulet party.
- Then move not while my prayer’s effect I take.
- Juliets hand meet with Romeos
- Then have my lips the sin that they have took.
- *kiss*
- *kiss*
- Sin from my lips? O trespass sweetly urged!Give me my sin again.
- Thus from my lips, by thine, my sin is purged.
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- Madam, your mother craves a word with you.
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- You kiss by th’ book.
- The Nurse Enters
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