The tempest : a comedy . 105. EPILOGUE [Spoken by Prospero.] Now my charms are all oerthrown,And what streng:th I haves mine own,Which is most faint: now, tis true,I must be here confined by sent to Naples. Let me not,Since I have my dukedom got,And pardond the deceiver, dwellIn this bare island by your spell;But release me from my bandsWith the help of your good hands:Gentle breath of yours my sailsMust fill, or else my project fails,Which was to please. Now I wantSpirits to enforce, art to enchant;And my ending is despair,Unless I be relieved by prayer,Which pierces so, that it assaul

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The tempest : a comedy . 105. EPILOGUE [Spoken by Prospero.] Now my charms are all oerthrown,And what streng:th I haves mine own,Which is most faint: now, tis true,I must be here confined by sent to Naples. Let me not,Since I have my dukedom got,And pardond the deceiver, dwellIn this bare island by your spell;But release me from my bandsWith the help of your good hands:Gentle breath of yours my sailsMust fill, or else my project fails,Which was to please. Now I wantSpirits to enforce, art to enchant;And my ending is despair,Unless I be relieved by prayer,Which pierces so, that it assaultsMercy itself, and frees all you from crimes would pardond be,Let your indulgence set me free. I06

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