THE TEMPEST

Epilogue

l1l	Prospero	Now my charms are all o’erthrown,
l2l		And what strength I have’s mine own,
l3l		Which is most faint. Now ’tis true
l4l		I must be here confined by you
l5l		Or sent to Naples. Let me not,
l6l		Since I have my dukedom got,
l7l		And pardoned the deceiver, dwell
l8l		In this bare island by your spell;
l9l		But release me from my bands
l10l		With the help of your good hands.
l11l		Gentle breath of yours my sails
l12l		Must fill, or else my project fails,
l13l		Which was to please. Now I want
l14l		Spirits to enforce, art to enchant;
l15l		And my ending is despair
l16l		Unless I be relieved by prayer,
l17l		Which pierces so, that it assaults
l18l		Mercy itself, and frees all faults.
l19l		As you from crimes would pardoned be,
l20l		Let your indulgence set me free.
		(He awaits applause, then exit)