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- Romeo: if I profane with my unworthiest hand, this holy shrine, the gentle fine is this: my lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready 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 that they must use in prayer.
- Romeo: oh, 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 yours, my sin is purged.
- Juliet: then have my lips the sin that they have took.
- Romeo: sin from thy lips? o trespass sweetly urged! give me my sin again.
- Juliet: you kiss by the book.
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