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.

⁠O strong, O 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.