William Shakespeare ~ Romeo and Juliet

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Romeo
If I profane with my unworthiest hand
This holy shrine, the gentle sin is this,
My lips two blushing pilgrims read stand
To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss

Juliet
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.

ROmeo
Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?

Juliet
Ay pilgrim, lips taht they must use in prayer.

Romeo
O then dear saint, let lips do what hands do.
They pray; grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.

Juliet
Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake.

Romeo
Then move not while my prayer's effect I take.
Thus from my lips, by thine, my sin is purged.

Juliet
Then have my lips the sin that they have took.

Romeo
Sin from my lips? O trespass sweetly urged.
Give me my sin again.

Juliet
You kiss by th' book.