- If I profane with my unworthiest hand this holy shrine, the gentle sin is this: my lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand to smooth the rough touch with a gentle 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.
- Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?
- Ay, pilgrim, lips are things to use in prayer.
- Oh...O then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do; they pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.
- Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake.
- Then move not, while my prayer's effect I take. Thus from my lips by thine, my sin is purged.
- Then have my lips the sin that they have took?
- Sin from my lips! O trespass sweetly urged! Give me my sin again.
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