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Why wilt thou chide, / Who hast attained to be denied? / Oh learn, above / All price is my refusal, Love.
My sacred Nay / Was never cheapened by the way.
Thy single sorrow crowns thee lord / Of an unpurchasable word.
Oh strong, Oh pure! / As Yea makes happier loves secure, / I vow thee this / Unique rejection of a kiss.
I guard for thee / This jealous sad monopoly.
I seal this honour thine. None dare / Hope for a part in thy despair.