Shakespeare...

from Romeo and Juliet

Romeo[to JULIET]
      If I profane with my unworthinest hand
      This holy shrine, the gentle sin 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:     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 prayer's sake.
Romeo:     Then move not, while my prayers' effect I take.

     Thus from my lips, by thine, my sin is purg'd.  [Kissing her.]
Juliet:     Then have my lips the sin that they have took.

Romeo:     Sin from thy lips?  O trespass sweetly urged!
Juliet:     Give me mysin again.

William Shakespeare