5.1.3322322Now my charms are all o'erthrown,

5.1.3332323And what strength I have's mine own,

5.1.3342324Which is most faint. Now, 'tis true

5.1.3352325I must be here confined by you

5.1.3362326Or sent to Naples; let me not,

5.1.3372327Since I have my dukedom got

5.1.3382328And pardoned the deceiver, dwell

5.1.3392329In this bare island by your spell,

5.1.3402330But release me from my bands

5.1.3412331With the help of your good hands.

5.1.3422332Gentle breath of yours my sails

5.1.3432333Must fill, or else my project fails,

5.1.3442334Which was to please. Now I want

5.1.3452335Spirits to enforce, art to enchant;

5.1.3462336And my ending is despair,

5.1.3472337Unless I be relieved by prayer,

5.1.3482338Which pierces so that it assaults

5.1.3492339Mercy itself, and frees all faults.

5.1.3502340 As you from crimes would pardoned be,

5.1.3512341 Let your indulgence set me free.