Cap. Go to, go to;[355] 80
You are a saucy boy: is't so, indeed?[355][359]
This trick may chance to scathe you, I know what:[355]
You must contrary me! marry, 'tis time.[360]
Well said, my hearts! You are a princox; go:[360]
Be quiet, or—More light, more light! For shame![361] 85
I'll make you quiet. What, cheerly, my hearts!
Tyb. Patience perforce with wilful choler meeting
Makes my flesh tremble in their different greeting.
I will withdraw: but this intrusion shall,
Now seeming sweet, convert to bitterest gall.[362] [Exit. 90
Rom. [To Juliet] If I profane with my unworthiest hand[363]
This holy shrine, the gentle fine is this,[364]
My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand[365]
To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.
Jul. Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much,[366] 95
Which mannerly devotion shows in this;
For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch,[367]
And palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss.
Rom. Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?
Jul. Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer. 100
Rom. O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do;
They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.
Jul. Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake.[368][369]
Rom. Then move not, while my prayer's effect I take.[368][370]
Thus from my lips by thine my sin is purged.[368][371] 105
[Kissing her.