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| Now my charms are all o'erthrown, | |||
| And what strength I have's mine own, | |||
| Which is most faint: now, 'tis true, | |||
| I must be here confined by you, | 5 | ||
| Or sent to Naples. Let me not, | |||
| Since I have my dukedom got | |||
| And pardon'd the deceiver, dwell | |||
| In this bare island by your spell; | |||
| But release me from my bands | 10 | ||
| With the help of your good hands: | |||
| Gentle breath of yours my sails | |||
| Must fill, or else my project fails, | |||
| Which was to please. Now I want | |||
| Spirits to enforce, art to enchant, | 15 | ||
| And my ending is despair, | |||
| Unless I be relieved by prayer, | |||
| Which pierces so that it assaults | |||
| Mercy itself and frees all faults. | |||
| As you from crimes would pardon'd be, | 20 | ||
| Let your indulgence set me free. | |||
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