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[When I asked her, “Wilt thou kiss me?’]

When I asked her, “Wilt thou kiss me?’
Naught she said, but hung her cheek so;
As if she were thinking, thinking
Whether she might do't or no.
Then her fair kind face upturning,
One sweet touch I there did win;
As if she were thinking, thinking
Such small graces are no sin.
She therein lost no composure,
Nor ashamed did she seem;
Truly chaste may grant such favour,
And therein lose no esteem.